En-COUNTER-ing The Cat
Living in a studio apartment, we have a very tiny ~ teeny, tiny kitchen. Nonetheless, June considers it her kitchen and enjoys a fair amount of time on what is barely twenty-four inches of counter space! Of course, being on the gas stove top is prohibited. The little counter is a good jump-up spot to the top of the small refrigerator which in turn leads to the cabinet tops! No cat can resist that high-up hidy spot! And "no", I don't discourage this ... she's good with her KP duties and I rather enjoy cat hair in my coffee! Don't you?
productive when tuna belongs there.
Counterclaim. Dishwashing labor has been declared
by my union rep as a 2-pawson position.
Counterintuitive. Contrary to common sense,
I do belong on the kitchen counter.
PS on Wordless Wednesday, if you happened to visit, June spoke in
dots (which she loves!) and dashes ... best known as Morse Code.
To translate what she said to all of you,
"LOVE, JUNE" which several guessed correctly! Paws up.
Several who commented, told us that CDQ, which means Come Quick Danger/Distress
preceded Morse Code which we didn't know ~ thank you!
And little pupster Toffee, spoke back in Morse Code! Even tho just a wee one,
he's a very smart boy already and his comment, translated was,
"FURRY CREATIVE POST, JUNE"
You can stop by and say "meow/woof" to cute Toffee, just CLICK HERE