Horus is sleeping next to me, and he is SNORING. It’s a hoot. I’m going to rub his face in a minute and disrupt his dreams. Tee-hee. Jetta is sleeping, too. Tiger must be on the alert—ready to pop out the door and go crap in the neighbor’s flower beds at the first opportunity.
Wednesday snores, too. I noticed a smell coming from under my lantana by the driveway this morning; I think the neighbors’ cat has been going there. Once we get some rain, it will be fertilizer!
WHOA! I used to have a cat named Horus!!! Didn’t snore, though.