While I was fumbling with my flopper at my desk with the ponies at Aqueduct on Wednesday afternoon the momcat Mister Mittens jumped into my bed for some sleep. From me she had caught a great breakfast at 6 a.m., a better lunch before noon, some kibble for snacks and had a bowl of fresh cool water that I laid out for her. I had scooped her favorite litter box twice and had it fresh and clean for her with new cat litter.
I have no idea why she wanted to hang out with me upstairs in the man cave.
