Last night, after all the kids were in bed, Lee and I gave two of our cats a bath. The two cats that keep running outside the second we open the door (now that it’s finally nice outside…in the 50s). Then we went to bed.

About an hour later Spencer came in to our room holding his pillow and one of the blankets from his bed. He said, “The cats are all wet and they got my bed all wet. This is the only blanket that’s still dry.”

We tried not to laugh, but it was kind of funny. Even though we know the cats love to sleep on Spencer’s bed, it never even occurred to us that their wet bodies would soak his bed. We’re so mean. First we get the cat’s soaking wet and it wakes up Spencer in the middle of the night. And then we laugh about it. I know. We are horrible people.

We told him to go sleep on the couch. “I can’t. They’ll just get me wet again. And this is the only blanket I have left.”

We can’t shut his bedroom door because the cats have to go through his room to get to the storage room under the stairs were their litter box is. But we do have a door leading to our family room/my office. So he ended up on the family room couch with the door shut.

This is what’s great about family. They always keep you in good spirits.

[Love Thursday]

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