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Yesterday I was under the weather and set up camp on the sofa. I didn't do much of anything but watch TV -- I caught a few episodes of "House Hunters," of which I have a never-ending love/hate relationship. I enjoy watching the people tour the houses, but become instantly irritated with their snooty attitudes and refusal to choose a house because there aren't stainless steel appliances and granite countertops in the kitchen. Oh, and I finally started watching "Orange is the New Black" on Netflix. The show has great characters, and I've always been fascinated by prison culture -- not so fascinated that I need to rob a Walgreen's and see it firsthand, but interested nonetheless.
This, however, is a cat blog and you probably don't want to read about my television habits. So here's a feline fix for you. While I was watching snobs tour houses and lady prison-brawls, this is what Cosmo was doing: "Are you gonna get off the sofa? Well, then can I jump on the sofa?" Then he joins for awhile. And then he's down again. This continues for about seven or eight hours. It was a day of Cosmo reruns, but it's a good thing I enjoy the episode.
|Actual photo of Cosmo taken from my sofa camp.|