took an edible and thought about how my cats like to nap/hang out on the smushed down cooler duffels that i keep on the low shelf of the pantry rather than in their various and assorted cat beds, and how weird it was to want to be out of what i've mostly thought of as living space, and instead being in storage space,
but then i thought about how they must like it because no one (me) messes with that space, and that they must have it smushed down the way they wanted, feel the pride of ownership for making their own little space in the parts i don't go and i got sad and emotional enough that i started tearing up and gave them extra treats because i felt bad. i love these little furry goblins so much.