Tommy, our only male cat (he is not complaining, what tom cat would refuse to be lord over two female felines?) loves the laundry fresh out of the dryer. And when I mean fresh out of the dryer, I really mean that he will go into the dryer to get at the softener coated clothes. New sheets on the bed? He is all over them, literally. White sweaters on your body? You will take a piece of him where ever you go. But on rainy days like this morning I understood his obsession and let him take a four hour nap in the heavy blanket we were getting ready to fold…only to wake him up with the flash of the camera.
He looks so pissed cute!
