Over the weekend we couldn’t find our cat, Maisy. We looked everywhere and I was in a panic, thinking that she went missing like our kitty, Zira.
Since my emotions have been getting the best of me for awhile, I was on the verge of tears, until my hubby found Maisy like this:
I may or may not have peed myself from laughing when I saw her cuddled up in the little hummingbird’s high chair. It has become one of her favorite places to sleep.
I’m still getting used to it though. When I was doing laundry on Tuesday, I kept on walking by my daughter’s high chair to get to the laundry room and each time, I would jump a little because Maisy would catch me off guard. So instead of seeing a cute kitty face, I saw this:
*Updated to add: It’s supposed to look like she’s shooting lasers out of her eyes but now that I look at it, it just….doesn’t. It looks more like she stabbed herself in the eyes with kitty sized skewers.
But that’s just ridiculous because cats aren’t capable of holding skewers, even if they were tiny. Although if she grabbed one in between both paws it might work.