Friday, October 12, 2007
Last night Craig and I were lounging upstairs, watching TV. He had Cornelius napping on his chest, so he asked me if I would go downstairs and make some popcorn. It dawned on me that we have a new, unwritten rule our the house. If you have a napping kitty on you, you can ask whomever to bring you what ever you need or do what ever needs doing. The napping kitty rule trumps the "you're closer" rule. You know,, you're closer to the phone... you answer it. You're closer to the alarm clock, you turn it off. But what if you're alone with napping kitties on your lap and the phone rings? Naturally, you let it go to voicemail !