In other good news, it appears that he favors the litter box that I do, too. So yeah. The other one can go to Goodwill if/when ever that happens again. (My Goodwill hamper is spilling over. I'm going to need to do something about it before everything is back together again. Another day.)
I also found his nap spot in the closet. He knows that I know so we're cool.
He's parading around his shaved tummy like it's a badge now. Shamelss.
And totally on duty.
It finally warmed up enough so that I could open the door and let him go out and play and that's where he is right now.
Last night I ordered fried chicken delivered for dinner. I purposefully ordered enough for about 3 meals of chicken and chicken livers and fried okra. It was ok last night. But I just heated up a thigh for lunch and it was HEAVEN. I think I was just not in a fried chicken mood last night. Glad I have more in the freezer and in the fridge.
It must be getting time for Biggie's nap. Unless he slept while I was walking this morning, he has not napped all day. He needs to check the cat manual where it says cats sleep 50-70% of the day. He's falling behind.