My cats are spoiled ....
How spoiled are they, you ask?
Well, I'm in the habit of folding my pajama pants (thick fluffy sweat pants in the winter) and leaving them on top of the bathroom hamper in the mornings ... so they're conveniently at hand after I take my evening shower. Sammie, my plus-sized pud, who is in the habit of sleeping on top of the hamper (it has a towel on the lid ... as do most horizontal surfaces in the house) decided to use the folded pants as a pillow (see photo below).
Well, today I slept in and decided to eat breakfast in my pajamas. As we sat down to breakfast Sammie began yowling non-stop at the top of her lungs. I looked in the bathroom to see what was wrong -- she was on top of the hamper staring at the empty place where the pants/pillow was supposed to be! But it was empty! And she wouldn't stop yowling! I finally put a spare pair of sweat pants in the correct location - whereupon she promptly shut up and went to sleep -- with her head pillowed on the sweat pants.
It was all my fault of course ... I was late with her pillow ... my bad ...
