Dad cleaned my litterbox today, which means it’s time to take a nap!
Ahhhh, there’s nothing like a clean litterbox!
I can just relax… well, almost. I need to keep one ear out (up) because dad is nearby, hovering over me with his stupid camera.
Betsy says she doesn’t understand why I love laying in a clean litterbox. She doesn’t know what she’s missing out on.
-Gus
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4 responses to “Clean Litterbox = Nap Time”
No room.
I’m sure Betsy could squeeze in there if she wanted to:
Betsy likes to keep ’em guessing.
Gotta get in there before it’s soiled.