This is so bizarre I'm still laughing about it a week after it happened. I ordered two pairs of cute flip-flops and when they arrived the cats went completely nutso over them, rubbing against them, rolling over with a shoe in their paws, talking to them. You'd think they were laced with catnip.
"Look what I caught, Mom!"
When Isabel sank her claws into the glittery fabric portion of one shoe, I tried to unhook her claws and we had a new experience: Izzy tried to nip me and swiped at my hand. Goodness. She takes loving on flip-flops very seriously.
After their furry christening, the cats moved on to other adventures, thank goodness. I was afraid they were going to become a sacrifice to appease the princesses.
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