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Well, it's happened. Someone told me when the Littles were old enough, mom was going to start leaving them to me. Apparently day 4 was old enough. Every day, she shows me where they are then takes a casual stroll about town(the bathroom), picks up some fine dining(Fancy Feast), then takes to sunbathing by the pool (the window next to my bathtub.)
I have also made a little nest for myself in the tub so I can hang out with them for a few hours a day. If I'm late, Lucy delivers one of my charges to the nest. I get a stern side-eye for my faux pas of making her wait. I've learned to apologize by showing up with a container of yum-yums to appease the mama-beast.
Yeah, that cute little kitty hiding oh so innocently under the bed has turned into a ruthless dictator. I've thought about staging a No Queens protest in the bathroom but I'm pretty sure she can take me.
She's still pretty cute though!🥰
Last photo is a bonus pic of the six little surprises I got this morning. 👀