Eh, It Is You.

The Fluffy One sleeps near a window. Next to him, Babycat also sleeps. They wake up and look at each other. "Eh, it is you," The Fluffy One says. "You keep it over there, lady!" Babycat offers, "I was here first?"

Imagine my shock when I happened to find my Fluffy Son sleeping on his window bed with a lady tiger also sleeping nearby. Yes, I took a hundred photos. No, they aren’t clear. But look at this, look at my furry kids! I’m so proud!

The real Fluffy One sleeps on his window bed while actual Babycat snoozes wrapped around a lamp.

I know, you’re like, Lynda, that is your Slinky cat’s widow, what are you talking about? But look at the lamp. Tigers unanimously love that lamp, because it is a heat source and provides cover.

The real Fluffy One rests on a pillow in front of a window while Babycat and The Kitten stretch out on the couch.

See, now I’m just showing you random photos of my kids.

Babycat, The Kitten, and The Fluffy One all pack onto the window pillow, and you can hear me squeeing, can't you.

Yeah. That. That happens now.

Babycat, where’s your baby at?

I ask Babycat where her baby's at. Babycat is sitting on an end table, looking off to the side, behind some boards. "My baby outwitted your babyproofing and I can't fit in there, so thanks." I move a board and The Kitten emerges like sunshine. "Here I am!" he announces. My eyes turn to hearts and Babycat radiates hearts, too.

Yay, I finally get to tell some stories about the early days of kitten spice exploring and only being able to find him because of his mom’s intense glare down behind the boards I used to block him off from danger!

The moral of those stories is don’t try to block kittens, they are water. Except on getting out from behind things, which he assures me he could’ve done as soon as he wanted to.