Loprraine
Executive Chef
My two cats have always slept on their blankies in the hallway. The older one has decided my bed, and especially my beautifull thin, pure wool blanket from Turkey is a great place to sleep. I have no problem with that, except She snores. She wheezes. She grunts. She groans. She stretches. She twirls. She wakes me up.
But, given what I've been reading here lately about people losing their pets, I'll put with it. Bleery eyes and all.
But, given what I've been reading here lately about people losing their pets, I'll put with it. Bleery eyes and all.