Footprints on the Moon

I posted a couple weeks ago on my LJ about my needy furbabies, and they have certainly not become any less needy in the meantime. Pudge has lately taken to snuggling with me when I go to bed, which I am definitely not complaining about. He’ll let me snuggle him for awhile, and then he’ll curl up by my head. If I roll over and face the other direction, half the time, he’ll get up and move to the other side, silly boy. Sometimes it gets a little bit ridiculous though. Last night, for example… I sleep on my stomach, and Lucy was meandering all over the bed and finally settled down on the small of my back. Not to be outdone, Pudge climbed up to lay across my shoulder blades… do you know how hard it is to breathe with a twelve pound cat crushing your lungs? He didn’t stay there long, thank goodness!

These cats truly are monkey see, monkey do. I know you guys have pets, are they like that? Because of this, the amount of destruction these cats can wreak on my apartment when I’m gone is truly amazing. They have to do whatever the other one is doing, and usually whatever I’m doing too. I can’t remember the last time I peed without an audience.

Edit: I weighed Pudge. He’s not 12 lbs, he’s 15 lbs! He’s only 9 months old… this cat is gonna be HUGE when he’s done growing! I keep calling him my mountain lion.