I was just trying to coax the orange goober (above) onto the bed. He decided to jump over the laundry hamper, the tall one you put dirty clothes in not the short one you dress out of. Anyways, my wife is asleep and when I told her about this in her sleep she told the cat "good boy" so I think she is still asleep.
Anyways I have buried the lede long enough, my boy biffed it. He missed the bed and landed in the basket. I used to only have three regrets, and now I have four and one is not getting this on film. He looked so betrayed.
We will be starting a gofundme for the good tuna for his emotional recovery my boy needs sushi. I might not sleep tonight I have the giggles.
i never had cats that responded to their names until i started getting tuxedo cats. either i figured out how to train them or the cats feel that being rude when dressing that well is too gauche even for them, i really haven't devoted much thought outside the bullshit centers of my brain to it.