by New curtains and a new rug for the bedroom. You can’t tell from this shot, but those are very, very clean windows. Nothing spruces up a room more than clean windows, and pairing that with new curtains—dare I say it—sparks joy.
As does a new rug. There was almost another cat in that shot, but he immediately got up and ran to me. That was Bali, the sweetest of the bunch. Whenever I leave he frantically runs to the door, trying to get me to stay. Poor little thing. We have a ritual where I always reassure him that I’ll be back and how nice that will be.
That’s Bodhi on the bed. He’s not sweet per se, but when he decides he wants to sit on my lap while I’m working, or sit with me on the couch when I watch tv, he will fight any cat to the death who tries to steal his spot. Both cats understand that Bodhi owns me, and rarely challenge him.
