Okay, so there isn't really a joke about that, but seriously, there was a time not too long ago, when I wondered if these three could ever become buddies. They couldn't all be in the same room without somebody hissing or growling or streaking away as fast as Dale Jr. at Daytona. (Okay, okay, they're cats so obviously they can't run as fast as Jr., but maybe as fast Gordo.)
But check them out. All on the same unmade bed. And not a one sleeping on the sheets, all on the end of the bed. Astounding if for no other reason than they all seriously prefer sleeping on the Egyptian cotton sheets. I mean, who wouldn't?
ps If you look closely, you can see the big black floppy hat the drummer gave me for Mother's Day last year. Unfortunately, Oscar chewed up the Mexican wrestler poster that came with the hat. Stupid cat.
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