Keeping My Eye On You...

I guess a commentary is in order. For whatever reason, Moo the cat has decided that she absolutely loves my closet. Forget the fact that she's been living here for two years and never took a liking to the inside of my closet, suddenly, it's her favorite new place, which would be fine with me, if the thought of cat pee all over my work clothes didn't strike fear into my heart.

She is shifting her rump as I type this. Mocking me.

I'm sure she won't pee or poop or drool -or whatever cats do- in there, but it's been a huge irrational fear. Of which I have many. One being the state of my closet. Thank goodness I organized it the other day because it was a right state. Come to think of it, there wouldn't have been room in there for her earlier, as I had developed the habit of simply shoving my clean clothes into the shelves instead of folding and organizing my function like I did that particular day. Contrary to popular belief, I am a pretty organized person, doncha know.

So, thought this worth sharing, because even though this is totally just a cat being a cat, any behavior from Moo that anyone would consider "normal feline" is a big milestone.

I picked the weirdest of the bunch.