Furry Friday: Kitchen Helper

Costco rotisserie chicken has ruined Reggie (well, all the cats, really, they love it). I seldom grab one, but the last one I had, Reggie turned himself inside-out every time I opened the refrigerator door.  That has continued, even though there is rarely anything for him. It’s gotten to the point that, in order to get him out from under my feet, I have to pick him up and show him there is nothing on the counter for him. He then hops off in a huff.

Reggie has been trying to win Nora over for months when she is inside. Outside they have no issues, but inside, it upset her terribly when he would come near her. She would hiss and squawk, making a terrible racket. He would scurry away, disappointed. Tonight, somehow, when I wasn’t looking, this happened. They look very content together.

When Nora is in the house, I’ll often sit on the floor and work on the computer to keep her company (I am stupidly worried about her being lonely since Nick passed). A couple of times she has padded over and climbed in my lap. It is adorable, but I’m super glad I keep a towel on my lap, LOL.

Have a great weekend.