Cat Naps - Doggy Dreams

This weekend has been nothing but R and R. I'm watching Vince for P & C, or rather he's been watching me - following me around whereever I go. Habitat for Humanity, Lowes, the local Hardware store, the Landfill, the back yard, the garage, the shed....

Last night we watched Notre Dame get stomped by USC together. I left to check on Alison (who's been really sick since Turkeyday) and when I came back, I noted that he'd taken over the couch.

He must have been worn out from our runs around the neighborhood, which he's interpreted as his private squirrel hunting expeditions.

P warned me not to yell at him (I have to yell at one of my cats because it's the only way to get her attention), so I haven't. Nope. Instead, I'm spoiling him rotten. Running through the forest, encouraging mad-barking at squirrels as we full-out sprint at them. He likes to chase reflection-lights too, so I've obliged that part of our play-time.

He'd be spoiled rotten by now except Lily has him walking the line. She's very upfront about her territory. Vince shutters and backs away when she's hissing at him. It's heart breaking, really...