|A brief peaceful moment.|
After observing the shenanigans happening in the living room amongst a -- what do we call a lot of cats? You know like a murder of crows, a phrase I love, or a school of fish, what's a set of cats? --- anyway, you know you have too many cats when after watching the cat rasslin' in the living room, your husband invites to you to join him on the bed where you're naively expecting him to give you a nice cuddle.
Alas no. He grabs in you in a headlock and proceeds to rabbit kick you in your belly.
And there's no foreplay.
P.S. It's called a clowder. We now have a clowder of cats. Please pass the hairball medicine.
P.S.S. Thank you for the donations and empathy. You people complete me.
P.S. 2.7 If you're in the path of Irene, please stay safe. We're thinking of all y'all.