Which would you druther...

So this week...Thursday is uh...Wink Day. I'm a bad mother and rather than faithfully blog about my cat on Wednesday I went out with friends instead. He can complain to his therapist.
Sometimes I like to think Wink has a small sense of loyalty to me. Or even better yet, has affection for me. It isn't uncommon for him to follow me through the house as I do chores. He will sit in the door way and watch while I clean the tub so he can immediately jump in, or scrub the toilet so he can jump in the bowl, or make my bed so he can jump on the covers, or wash the dishes so he can jump in the sink. Putting his paws all over everything I work on is his way of telling me "good job mama - now watch me lick my butt."

By the way, my cat looks like a meatloaf.