Not forever. Just every time I bring them back from laundering, Maus settles in on my denims. I've tried putting them in a closet (don't have one in my house), piling books on top of the basket (and then having them dumped on the floor) and creating a tower where the basket sits high above everything else. Maus still claims Queen of the Hill.
She's a regular terror in denim.
And she's not inclined to surrender her throne to anybody.
Me on pance, not putting pance on me.
I suppose I owe it all to clean living.
For more beasties, remember to swing by
Modulator's
Friday Ark #212, and, on Sunday, don't miss
the CotC, this weekend to be hosted by the
whole crew at Artsy Catsy My big Fat Orange Cat.
1 comment:
Lovely photos.
Thank you for joining the Carnival this week!
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