It’s brand new, still fuzzy, and was right out of the dryer. Sometimes it’s hard to tell where the blanket begins and her floof ends.
It’s brand new, still fuzzy, and was right out of the dryer. Sometimes it’s hard to tell where the blanket begins and her floof ends.
I have this one too. I had to confiscate it when my cat started humping it. Awkward moment. You’re not a dog, Simon.
I had a boy cat many years ago that insisted on locking eyes with you while he “loved” his blankets. It was awkward, but I was careful never to shame him about it. I would usually leave the room though.
Yeah…. That’s what he does… I mean, I’m flattered, truly, but the blanket goes in the closet.
Fair enough.