Apparently, I forgot that Wednesday requires kitty content. 🤦♀️😂
Fortunately, Gabby was more than happy to provide tonight’s entertainment.
Because apparently 3:00 AM is PLAYTIME.
I woke up to a little nose boop.
Then a mouth boop.
I opened my eyes and said, “Hi, Gabby. What are you doing?”
And Gabby’s answer was basically:
“Everybody went home. All my playmates are gone. So now it’s your turn.”
Gabby.
It is THREE O’CLOCK IN THE MORNING. 😳
But Gabby had plans.
Since I sleep with my arms above my head, she decided the perfect strategy was to sneak underneath my armpit, crawl directly into my face, and give me Eskimo kisses. 🥹❤️
And honestly?
How am I supposed to resist that?
So I petted her. She loved on me. Then she decided we should RUN THROUGH THE HOUSE because apparently we had places to be.
Eventually I tried the classic human strategy of pretending to be asleep.
Gabby was not fooled.
Again.
And again.
And again.
Eventually, she allowed me to go back to sleep.
So today’s Whisker Wednesday lesson is simple:
If you have a Gabby, you have playtime.
Every time. All the time.
Even at 3:00 AM. 🐈⬛😂
Because apparently that’s what happens when you are the favorite human.
Whisker Wednesday: Gabby edition. ❤️🐾
And yes, Gabby absolutely believes this is a reasonable arrangement.
Still counts. Always!
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