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Starting tonight and this weekend I am house and kitty sitting for Alison and Paul while they travel to Michigan for a wedding. After work and upon arriving at the house, Chloe came to greet but stopped short and gave a quizical look like "ummm why are you coming in through the garage and where is Mommy?" But her desire to have her belly scratched won out as she plopped on the kitchen floor for some attention. Bob being Bob just kind of looked like "whatever" and then as to channel Cartman from South Park seemed to say "Respect my authority."

But later in the evening as the night dwindled on and after some fun with the laser pointer, Bob sat perched on the kitty tree for awhile, seemingly content but with one ear pointed in my direction keeping track of what was going on. Chloe, perhaps sensing my leg had fallen asleep long ago while up on the coffee table and me not wanting to interrupt her kitty coma while she was happily stretched out as far as she could stretch, just jumped off my lap. They are then off to their own spaces.

Kitties are so cute.