Taro and I wanted to go to KaGaYa for Valentine’s Day, but lo and behold, they are closed on Mondays. So instead, we celebrated it in a much more low key fashion. This year, Taro bought a dozen roses for me, but by the next day, this is what I saw when I walked into the house after work:
Can you guess who the culprit was? Yes, ever so innocent Peanut. I swear he karate chopped through all the stems and felt quite satisfied with the buds he left on the table. The next time I saw him on the table, he was trying to pick up a rose. I guess he wanted to pretend he was doing the tango. As always, what a nut.
Warm weather equals shedding in a cat’s life. So that is what Peanut has been doing the past month – shedding a storm. He has a beautiful long coat, but it can be deadly if you inhale a hairball. So yesterday, on my day off, I dropped off Peanut at the groomer, The Best Little Cat House in Pasadena. I always feel guilty when I take him – partially because he gives me that sad, Why are you doing this look and because he spends hours there, depending on how many cats there are. However, when he comes home, he is happy – after giving me a guilt trip during the car ride home of course – and absolutely beautiful. Okay, handsome, but really, Peanut is an attractive looking boy.
Sometimes I feel like a chicken running with its head cut off, searching high and low, under the table cloth, on top of the dryer, and everywhere in between to look for Peanut. And finally I discovered his new hiding/sleeping place -the inside of Taro’s closet. Somehow he manages to squeeze himself in amongst the clothes and jeans piled on the shelf and make himself comfortable. He goes so far into the closet that sometimes, you can only see his eyes or maybe a paw. What really gives it away is that he says, “Meh!” as if you are interrupting precious moments of his nap time. As always, he is such a nut and staying home with him is the best.
Me and Peanutsan:
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