friday cat blogging, shop til you drop edition.

every time we move, CatCat likes to find a new little spot in while to nestle. in the chicago apartment, it was the back of the closet. in alexandria, it was underneath small shelving. and here in the district, it's...an ikea bag.





apparently, something about this pile of blue plastic shoved between the couch and the window called out to her, "sit on me! sit on me all the time! we will be best friends forever!"

CatCat and synthetic material: they speak-a the same language. the language of looooooove.

(i should leave out the post script where we finally clean up the apartment and put the bag away, leaving CatCat bereft and adrift in a sea of bag-less-ness. oops. i just told you anyway.)