The next day she discovered the appartement. A basket underneath her cat's scratcher.
A lovely place to eat and look at herself.
Another basket to sleep in. Actually this was supposed to be her travelling basket. But she tore it apart the first time she went to Nijlen, Antwerp. While I was driving and she was in her basket on the backseat, she managed to tear down the iron door and escape. Not that she was any trouble, she jumped into my lap and stayed there the whole ride.
A piece of string became one of her favourite toys until I threw it away because it was all ragged up and it was too dangerous to play with.
And ofcourse the sofa, what better place to lay down than a nice soft high sofa...
The next day she discovered the appartement. A basket underneath her cat's scratcher.
A lovely place to eat and look at herself.
Another basket to sleep in. Actually this was supposed to be her travelling basket. But she tore it apart the first time she went to Nijlen, Antwerp. While I was driving and she was in her basket on the backseat, she managed to tear down the iron door and escape. Not that she was any trouble, she jumped into my lap and stayed there the whole ride.
A piece of string became one of her favourite toys until I threw it away because it was all ragged up and it was too dangerous to play with.
And ofcourse the sofa, what better place to lay down than a nice soft high sofa...
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