my day is made

perhaps i have not elaborated on how much i love my boys. perhaps i have not explained that 'my boys' are my two cats. perhaps i should shut up and let them speak for themselves.


seriously, try to look at this and not laugh.

world, i present you with my sweet boys, sammy (orange) and tiggy (gray).

let me paint a picture:

when either ben or i are within 20 paces of the bathroom, a deep rumble slowly builds (he's 13 solid pounds, people) until tiggy runs past and into the tub.

then he rolls around to the point of ridiculousness while one or the other or both of us pet him wildly.

then he jumps out and runs around the house.

tonight was special. not only was sammy in the tub (so random) but tiggy jumped in (ok, so i begged and pleaded and snapped and cooed). and snapped that shot.

then i laughed so hard that i almost fell over.