That Darn Cat

Even though our sweet WaffELLEs can be a bit naughty sometimes (she likes to scratch my favourite couch but doesn't like her scratching post (we've started spraying her with water when she hops onto the kitchen table and the first time Rachel did it she squirted her gently on the back and I was like, "No, no, no! A good, swift mist in the face!" and Rachel said, "Oh, but I don't want to scare her!" and I was like, "That is 100% the point of spraying her!")) she's really mostly sweet. 

Tonight during dinner she was so absolutely hyper and was cracking everyone up. I don't know if it was really that funny or if we're just that hard up for entertainment over here, but we all found her antics hilarious. She was determined to balance on the back of a chair and, once she got up there, started batting at her tail. Enjoy (our laughter, if nothing else):

I like how she makes a heart with her front paws while she rests:

I like how she sprawls out like a little kitty log while she sleeps:

I like how she tolerates backwards petting and lullabies sung a little too loudly in her face:

I like how she doesn't like to be left alone and how although she hasn't proven herself to be particularly cuddly she's never really very far away. She came over to supervise Zoë's use of the dollhouse the other day, just sitting close by, watching:

And then taking a little snooze, still close by:

She loves to do that—curl up (or stretch out) in a high traffic area and just rest with chaos all around her. Sometimes she'll slink off somewhere in the basement...to rest in private (we presume)...but we honestly have no idea where she gets off to. Usually, though, she wants to be close by somebody.