Moving into a small house with two boys was a bit traumatizing for Esme the cat.
She spent the first few days doing the following:
- Following me around meowing (translation: Save me from the little children! Why are they so loud?).
- Sneaking from room to room like a ninja to avoid Radley’s cuddling.
- Hiding under the bed.
Finally, Radley decided to offer Esme a sleeping spot that was not under a bed where he couldn’t reach her.
I give you Chateau de la Cat.
Despite a few layout issues like the bed being on the bottom floor and the scratching posts on the precariously balanced second floor, she loved it.
Favorite Comment From Last Post: “That sounds like the worst party in the world. Unless it’s a live person singing the Barbra Streisand music and you can cover them in onion dip as punishment.”—Go Jules Go