Rick just returned from several days in Los Angeles. As I've probably mentioned before, I am one of those strange people who actually enjoys solitude now and then, so I didn't mind my few days alone. I'm a quiet person by nature anyway... while some people might find it weird to not speak to another human being for a couple days, I'm quite comfortable with it. Sometimes I consider selling all my possessions, moving to Tibet, and joining a monastery... because I would OWN that vow of silence thing.
So while Rick was gone I did a lot of cleaning... and laundry (my laundry basket is totally empty right now -- it's been a while since that was the case)... and I almost dumped half a cup of coffee in the sink right before I saw this:
How can the sink be more comfortable than the couch? Or the bed? Or basically anywhere else in the condo?? He's such a weird cat...
And yes, I am aware that this is the most boring post ever. I blame it on my lack of French fries...
3 comments:
Awwww. I LOVE Riff!
Aww that's cute! Was he thirsty? Our 2 cats used to occasionally get into the sink to lick the tap. Ok you don't call it a tap do you?
I love time completely alone too. Actually I need it.
You could probably make one of those LOL Cat pictures with that one. :D
I enjoy alone time myself as its the only way I can get any writing done.
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