Over the last few weeks I’ve taken to spending the day in my bedroom, because my bed’s more comfortable than my lounge chair. Daisy and Phoebe fully approve of this (it’s their human providing warms, after all) to the point where Daisy now comes out and complains if I’m not in there. When I’m sitting in the lounge in the morning while giving Mum her medications and breakfast, Daisy’s on my lap, head-butting me and generally getting in the way, then going and looking meaningfully at my bed. I called it her tradition the other day and remembered that previous cats have had their traditions - and it only takes about three times for something to become a tradition whose origins are lost in the mists of time.
So, what are your kitties’ ancient traditions?
So, what are your kitties’ ancient traditions?