I don't think I have ever seen lazier bundles of fluff in my life. As far as they are concerned, it is the perfect way to spend a Sunday afternoon. When we first brought Cleo into the house (she previously lived with my brother), none of the cats liked her. I thought they would never stop fighting, let alone calmly be in the same room with each other for extended periods of time. It took nearly 2 years for them to get within 5 feet of each other and not freak out. That was, wow, 5 or 6 years ago. And now look at them. Not friends, really, but tolerant acquaintances for the sake of a nap on Daddy.
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