Kittenproofing

I mean, there’s no real thing as *actual* kittenproofing, but isn’t it convenient that I made a blanket ages ago that is long enough to cover the seat of the brown couch. They weren’t claw-clawing it per se, but I kept catching Vivi kneading at it enough for me to think covering it might be wise.

They have, knock on wood, been a bit less rampage-y today. I’ve had both for cuddles, and Vivi touching base with me quite often. I was slightly annoyed by the one where he missed a jump and clung onto my leg with little kitten claws, but like. He’s still learning how to exist and he wasn’t trying to hurt me.

Anyhoos, I’mma scoot.

<3