A Day in the Life of a Spoiled Rotten Cat

Now that you know what Mally and Sage have been up to, you may be asking, what about Jigs?

Well, let me tell you... 

That cat is either sleeping or up to no good.

Lately, her favorite thing to do is to take baths.

We have a leaky faucet in the guest room bathtub that drips constantly.

We really need to fix it, but we're both too lazy and forgetful to actually do anything about it.

It's not a huge leak, more of a constant drip...drip...drip...drip...drip.

Lately I've been noticing that Jigs is always wet when I pick her up to pet her.

Her paws are wet and the top of her head is soaking wet.

I finally realized that she had also discovered the leaky faucet and the bathtub had quickly become her favorite place in the house.

So a couple times a day, this is where you can find Jigs.

Laying in the bathtub, splashing in the water, and generally bathing herself.

We think she's trying to impress Ryan with her excellent grooming habits.

Or maybe she's just trying to wash off the dog smell from Sage constantly licking her.

I thought cats weren't supposed to like water?  

Of course, ours would.

She takes after Ryan.

Her next favorite thing to do is plot her escape.

Any time we leave a door open, she's on it.

She stares out longingly...dreaming of freedom.

Probably hoping to run away to a house made entirely of tuna and pillows.

Where the humans don't dress her up in Easter kitty ears.

Where she can bathe in privacy without having a camera shoved in her face.

Where they don't have a giant white dog that chases her around the house and constantly wants to kiss her.  

All that attention can get to be too much for any cat.

But then she realizes that escape also means going outside and it's big and cold out there.

So she's just going to stay put for a little while longer.

And go back to bed, where it's nice and warm.

Because being a well-groomed cat is hard work and we all need our beauty sleep.