Gah.
Oliver went after Mystie this morning. Chased her through the house. I was really surprised at how fast he can move when he wants to. I had to use the water spray to get him to knock it off.
Then, on the cover over the catcam chair (which has many, many vice grips holding the sheets and bedspreads in place, the covers help keep the light from bothering us at night) Lorelei hurked. It was so watery, it leaked through onto the stack of blank company checks on the bookshelf below. Bleh.
That bedding is now in the laundry.
Maybe it’s the dry weather. Or the fact that the house has been shut up the past few days because of the cold. Kitty cabin fever maybe?
I don’t know. I do know I’ll be watching Lorelei for any other problems.
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