The boys went up to the snow this past weekend, and we were packing in the middle of the living room floor. Pixie decided she'd found her new favorite crawl space.
She padded around in it for a while, making it just the right amount of cozy.
She finally bedded down, only to be rudely awakened by people wanting to use it for it's intended purpose. Sheesh.
Bunny also found a new place to sit/sleep/hide, although hers came to the same disastrous end as well.
What is it with people actually wanting to use their stuff? Can't they see it's occupied?
3 hours ago