This week, Chessie has been exploring every new surface she can get her paws on, in, or up to. The only one I am actively deterring her from is the kitchen counter, as that is gross and dangerous. The bathrooms, however, I am just looking on about and photographing, because I am not kidding, I have always wanted a cat who sleeps in the sink.
Here we have Chessie’s Adventures in Sinks and Tubs, Part One (these are only in my bathroom, because I didn’t catch her fast enough in Ace’s):
The first time we saw her in the sink, chillin'
A short while later, she relaxed even further, and passed out
This morning, she moved on to the tub
Tonight, she returned to the sink to stare at me via the mirror
Baring Fruit 