Amid the cat fights, and shredded rolls of paper towels, and spilled glasses of water, and ripped bags of food spilled onto the floor… the cats do have their sweet moments.
This weekend, there was Cora’s rare moment of affection.
And Tali’s nap in the sun, holding open the curtains with her little paw.
And then Cora woke Tali up from her nap by pawing at her from under the table. And clawing the curtains.
Ah, cats. Can’t live with ’em, can’t live without ’em.