Thursday, May 07, 2009
Banshee's New Gig
I am not a tidy person, and my table, like any other horizontal surface in my home, is a repository for any little stuff I might have in my hand. Car keys, camera, books, mail, munchies, fabric, patterns...well, suffice it to say that it's a mess.
Banshee has decided that it's a great place to sleep and bathe, but, in order to do so in feline comfort, he has to clear a space. He does this by lying in the middle, and thrashing around until all the stuff falls off the edge. Then he looks with mild interest at whatever just hit the floor, as if to say, "Gee. I wonder how that happened!"