Kitty And The Suitcase
What is it about cats and suitcases? Why would she choose to ignore her soft flannel red blanky, to sit on rough canvas and zippers?
My suitcase seems to have a magnetic pull to Kitty. As soon as I pulled it out on Saturday, Kitty appeared and made her self at home.
Maybe part of it is the added height.
“I’m a queen and this is my throne.”
Or maybe she’s just laying claim to it.
“Like everything else in the house, I own this too.”
“Whatcha looking at Kitty?”
Silly adorable Kitty.