Package Receiving
I’m exciting about receiving my brand new press for printing block prints, and the kids are happy about something new to sit on. I won’t be able to play with my new toy until the weekend, and by then they’ll be over it.
So these three do their thing with the box, Giuseppe walks around on it, and Mewsette climbs to the highest spot have her bath. I don’t think anything truly belongs in a house with cats until at least one of them has washed their private areas while sitting on the new object, as Jelly Bean demonstrates here, on the right. Really, I barely had time to set it down before they christened it as “ours”.
Looks like your receiving crew is on top of things. Can they drive a forklift, too?
Sorry, nothing you display to dinner guests as you lick on top of the kitchen table counts as a “private area”… just sayin’.
No, for cats, nothing is private! That’s our silly human idea.