A church friend, C, texted me Monday to ask if we’d like the cat tree their cat had officially rejected. Sure, I said. Our
current one is a bargain find that’s already showing its age, so it’ll be nice to have a backup waiting in the wings. We swung by that evening to pick it up and ended up staying for a glass of wine by their backyard fire. It turned into one of those perfect, fall evenings that started with a text about a cat tree and ended with good conversation by a fire under an almost full moon.
Not sure where to store it, Andy brought it in and set it in the living room. The cats immediately began exploring it.
They played on it all day Tuesday and even like sleeping together on it.
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