CATS ON TUESDAY
Since Rosie had been so sick I feed her in my room to keep an eye on her and to see that she eats correctly. She also has special dry food for fragile stomacs. To avoid that the other cats touch this (very) expensive food I have put it in a little bowl on top of her cat tree. She is the only one who can go up there at least that's what I thought. This night I got up for little girls and then went back to bed again.
Rosie's cat tree, the bowl decorated with a red mouse of course
Suddenly I heard a big bang and then as if somebody breaks very dry twigs. It was my clumsy Arthur who is too heavy to jump on the platform of the cat tree, so he used my rocking chair which had banged against the closet to reach the cat tree and enjoy the good food.
After having accomplished this heroical act and with a full stomac he jumped on my bed like an elephant and fell asleep, soonly joined by Rosie.
The view I had laying in my bed