Tasha enjoys laundry in her own way. The rest of us merely do the wash.
It was a day off today so I did minor cleaning of things, some prep work on the Big Publishing Project, a couple hours for lunch out, with a little time for washing my shirts. I usually lay out the shirts in a stack on the bed to collect later for the trip to the basement. If she’s around, Tasha always takes the opportunity to nest amongst the shirts. A photograph of the practice was long overdue.
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Did she make you play at “Where is Waldo” ! 🙂
Tasha is the color of shadows and hides well amongst them. Perhaps if she wore a striped hat and shirt she might hide with Waldo!
Just another was for her to be close to you! Awww…
Tasha is so pretty. I’ve always wanted a grey cat.