Feline Friends, do you sometimes feel that you don’t get the privacy you need?
I was resting on my favorite chair in granny’s flat when those stupid humans got excited. Granny and Mom had talked about our sleeping habits earlier: whilst Tessa sleeps in all possible and impossible positions, I prefer to be… eh… more “conservative“. Hippie Tessa may shamelessly flash her belly, but I want to keep control.
Apart from this one weak moment. Granny – what a traitor!!! – called Mom and took pictures!! Bah.
It took Mom 2 months to discover that I’ve a brown belt on my white tummy (you can see it on the first picture). She was so happy to show it to granny. Eh?? They ARE really hopeless, those humans.