Every morning when my alarm goes off, if Luna isn't already in bed with me, she'll come and join me with a little gurgle greeting and a bump of the head...
This morning, however, there was no Luna...no gurgle, no bumping. I called her, but nothing.
I got up and started to make breakfast. No Luna.
I made her breakfast. Still no Luna.
I called her. Called my mother (wondering if maybe she slipped out when they left for work). No dice. "She's around..." Sure she is...
I finally went downstairs to the basement to do the "deed" - clean out her litter box. (blech) When I got done, I stood up and what do I find? A little grey head watching me from the INSIDE of the slop sink. It was empty except for the yellow bucket in the sink and the little grey cat sitting next to it.
Now tell me, how is that comfortable and what is the draw to sitting in the slop sink??
And wouldn't you know it? By the time I grabbed the camera and headed back down the stairs she was headed up them.
Figures.
The diva just didn't want to be photographed in such a lowly locale!
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