Suckers

Milo has suckered us in. With his fuzziness and the way he talks to you about nothing and the way he will splay out on your lap or your chest...it's hard not to believe that fate had something planned. He's the exact cat I wanted - chill, not too needy, and oh so lovable.

Savory Man won't admit it but he's smitten too. When he comes in the house he looks for Milo and wants some feline attention right away.

We all slept a good part of the day yesterday in fits and spurts and Milo slept with us. He's really good at sleeping and prefers to be in a dark, warm place. Yesterday, he was having a nap with Savory Man which turned into a 'stuff on my cat' episode. Ok maybe just this hat. He so wants to sleep with us and that's our fault for not setting boundaries the rest of the day (note I will be terrible with children and setting boundaries. I feel terrible saying no!)and last night Savory Man was trying to sleep with him next to him so he didn't have to kick him off the bed but ended up having to when he couldn't get any sleep. I just found Milo now in a drawer of my dresser taking in some dark, warm space. Perfect.
Savory Man will hate it that I'm putting him out on the interwebs but how can you resist this picture?