WAFFLES: Nothing. I just wanted to know if you were awake or not.
KATIE: There's so many things I could say right now, Waffles.
WAFFLES: So that means you're awake, right?
KATIE: Maybe this is just a bad dream.
About Today's Photos
Katie and Waffles are rotation cats. Take their toys for example. For a few weeks the catnip pickle will be in high demand. Then one day the pickle takes a back seat to a crinkle ball. When the crinkle ball loses it's allure, the pickle is suddenly new again.
The same could be said about their favorite post-breakfast napping places. For the longest time they'd retreat to opposite sides of the townhouse - Katie stretched out on the lounger by the back deck and Waffles by the front deck. Upstairs, downstairs. Living room, bedroom. They even rotate their nighttime sleeping spots.
But ever since Glogirly's cleaning kick in the guest room, they've got a new favorite spot just a few feet apart. The morning sun pours in making it the warmest room in the house. Katie takes to her cushy pillow on the floor while Waffles (probably because he likes to be above everyone) stretches out on the plush guest bed that's just waiting to be covered in orange fur.
So far, there've been no altercations in the guest room. We're thinking of renaming it Switzerland.