In the winter we bring the large deck plants inside and winter them over in the bathtub. It’s the cat’s personal jungle. They spend a lot of time playing around them, chewing on them, and, of course, hiding in them. I actually miss the plants when spring comes and we take them outside again. I don’t miss the use of the tub because it is too big and takes 2 full tanks of hot water to fill. When Peanut was little (around 6 or 7), I used to use it as a swimming pool for her and her little friends. Now it is the winter atrium and cat velodrome.
Nine has taken a fancy to the dog’s tennis ball.I don’t know if this was an act of defiance (it’s yours so I am taking it), a true act of comfort (cats sleep on the darnest things), or pure silliness (because he loves to make us laugh).
V moved the cat tree in the middle of the room. I don’t think they will ever let me move it back to the corner. They all love it where it is. Now if I can capture a shot with Nine in the tunnel, we will almost have a full set.