So, I come into my room, minding my own business, thinking that I’ll just plop down on my bed. But wait…
Who flipped my pillow upside down?
Apparently, this girl kitty has found a way to turn my pillow sham into her own private sleeping bag hide away.
She’s just lucky I didn’t dive right on top of her.
Silly thing. Let me just tip toe back out, so as not to disturb Queen Jiff.
Why do I get the feeling that she thinks she sharing this room with me–instead of the other way around?