Yes, yes, it's that time again, time for little furry faces to make an appearance. What can I say, they were ready for their closeup.
William the Bloody has always been a fan of running water. He hops in the bathtub and sticks his head under the faucet... he watches the toilet flush, he has his own personal kitty drinking fountain for a water bowl... but his latest joy... what thrills him to his little kitty bones... is sitting in the sink and waiting for me to turn it on. Then he watches as he get soaked... then he gets out and plays in the water some more. It's all fine and dandy, until you're stumbling out of bed at 5:30 a.m. and try to brush your teeth... and find this:
The Salacious Crumb has finally decided my boyfriend is ok, and that snuggling with me (even if he's around) can resume. This leads to Crumb getting *very* comfy and then laying in that place for hours on end... and when he does this... well... he's just so cute that people tend to oblige and not move. This ends in a lot of sleeping limbs and muscle cramps for the humans... but somehow, I just don't think he cares.