Two Cats Tuesday: Moo is a Goofball

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Happy Two Cats Tuesday, Cuteheads! Just to be fair, I want to put out a disclaimer here: Moo is very, very cute in this post. But, um, I'm in it as well... and I'm quite the hot mess in these pictures, if I do say so myself.

OK, that said. Ignore me, ooh and aww at the cat. Easy enough, right? (Besides, I have no shame, so I'm OK with putting myself out there in the name of Cute.)

Now, let's get going. Moo is a goofball. If you've been following along, you know this by now. Whenever I talk about him I always end up using the phrase, "He's so funny!" because he really is. Everything he does cracks me up.

A couple days ago I was at the computer, and he just climbed up on my shoulders... and made himself just as comfortable as could be.

What? Mom was cold. I'm her shawl. A very floppy, biscuit-making shawl.

Basically, he'll sleep on me wherever I am. He just has to be thisclose all the time. He loves his mommy!

I like to hug Mom's head when we go to sleep! Every. Single. Night.

Or if we're on the couch, I have to get in her neck and snuggle really close... (Please don't laugh at Mom's hair. She was taking a nap after running 16 miles!)

Note from Cute: Sorry about that one. If I could have Photoshopped a bag on my head, I would have.

Note to self: Need to sign up for a Photoshop class.

Sometimes we sleep normal, but that's boring. I make boring look cute though, don't I?

Moo also just recently decided he has to blow-dry my hair with me every morning. As soon as he hears it turn on, he comes running from wherever he is in the house and plops right on my feet to get some of the warm air. (I guess. Who really knows what that goofball is thinking ever anyway.)

I have to lie on Mom's feet to anchor her and make sure she doesn't blow away.

Warm air on my belly!

OK, I'm exhausted from all the goofing off. See you all next week!