Kitties! We just went to bed and mom had the iPhone on the table beside her. I was in my preferred place of chesticles, the highest perch available. She decided to try to take my picture despite it was a few inches away as you can imagine if you picture your own boss of the house on your chesticles. The iPhone gets closer than I would have thought.
Oh and she closed all bedroom doors so I could not go UTB and so my clawsies were cut. I have never ever in all the years I have been here acted like this. To sit and listen to them drone on for two hours and then go hide is odd...and then to act like the sucky monster just tried to attack me when she came in the door was uncalled for. Tiffany has always been good to me. Go figure. This looks like a re-run of how the Admiral used to be.