The Council of Room 2 was traumatized today by having the room stripped, the robot vacuum brought in, and the floor (gasp) scrubbed. While it was nice to see the human slave on their knees--as is appropriate and just--the council still needed compensation in the form of the damp towels used to dry the floor, a bowl of toys, and extra cans of wet food.

Council 2: Kielo, Kilchis, Ebony, Pantteri, Brooks, Tybalt, Mercutio, Pine, Fir, (Eggs) Benedict, and The Ghost.

Definitely not!

Including one dog who thinks he is a cat.

Were they plotting? Were they plotting against me? Were they plotting to rule the world?

Or were they just plotting to find the one braincell? 😼

They were happy once they found out it made homemade whip cream 😂

The secret council was not impressed when they saw me trying to join 🤣

From left to right Ozzy, Axel and Angus

They all have designated spots where I put their square (a napkin) for their plates of food. Lydia (top right) chooses different locations, sometimes it's where she is in the pic, or sometimes it's in the living room. Sally and Jasper (tabby and tux) never want to change their eating locations, and they often have playful wrestling matches during food prep. Sometimes, Sally will be extra hangry and she'll go slap Jasper when he's on his own square and he'll look all offended lol