Cat Blogging: Convalescing and Christmas

There should be a quarantine sign on our front door. T is recovering from the same cold I had last week, and Olive is suffering from a particularly painful bout of arthritis. T throws back hot tea, chicken soup, and my special potion of zinc and vitamin C, and Olive stretches out on the heating pad.

Meanwhile, Oskar and I are a little stircrazy. We brought out a few Christmas decorations and entertain ourselves by singing kitty versions of our favorite carols. Hallmark and Lifetime play endless loops of Christmas movies that we watch while T and Olive nap. When the excitment of another Doris Roberts' miracle dims, Oskar finds a nice box.