It's been a while since I've come in to find TiGrr and Peanut all chummy. Usually Peanut gets pushy and TiGrr leaves after only a few seconds, accompanied by hisses and swats from both sides of the argument.
But last night, there they were, for hours on end, close as anything.
They stayed this way until well after I turned off the light and drifted off into slumber. Then they got up, tap-danced and performed gymnastic routines on top of me. Apparently, snoring is some kind of rhythmic music, of a sort they can't resist (a la the pied piper of Hamelin).
If you seek the call of other lovely beasties, don't forget to visit Modulator's Friday Ark #191, and, on Sunday, stop by the CotC, this week to be hosted at Artsy Catsy.
*for those who are too young or have a good excuse otherwise for not knowing, the "meat loaves" reference comes from B. Kliban's early 1970s cartoon providing the definition of a cat, in which it is explained that a cat is, among other things, "often mistaken for a meatloaf."