By my cats, that is. Because I got back from vacation in the wee hours of the morning, and didn’t get much sleep for the last couple of days, I decided to board the dogs for one more day — to give both myself & the cats a break.

So the boys have stuck close. Right now they’re sticking close because they want dinner, even though it’s a bit early. That’s good, though, because I need to feed them much earlier tomorrow so I can take Lola to make up her agility class.

Simba just followed me into the bathroom, where we narrowly avoided a major accident. We always keep the lid down on the toilets, so no animals can get into them. He was almost too fast for me.

He went to jump up on the counter, using the toilet as a springboard, just as I raised the lid. I tried to catch him, but luckily they don’t call them cat-like reflexes for nothing, and he managed to twist in midair and leap back off so he didn’t get a dunking.

The only thing worse than a hungry, begging cat is a mad, wet, hungry, begging cat!

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