Thankfully we don’t have killer tornados around here, just small furry kittycats racing like a tornado into my house. Straight for the food bowl. Again.

Meowza was trying to make up his mind whether or not to go out. I opened the door wide enough for him to move. Instead of going out like a good kittycat, he just stood there letting Cece run in. I caught up with him chowing down at the food bowl, picked the kitty up and escorted him out telling him he doesn’t live here. He just meowed at me.

I’m wondering how long this will keep up before I just give in and let him stay.

Other fine catting: BKCFoC CotC ARK WCB