Furball Loves the Garden

You can't blame a condo cat from wanting to prance out to the garden whenever he gets the chance to. And honestly I do feel bad for that poor fluff, which literally makes such sad noises during our journeys back home. I knew that I'll have to make it up to him this time.

So I promised Mush that I'll let him roam around the garden when we get back to the family home. Under the condition that he needs to get a bath after that. We don't want no dirty kittehs cuddling on the same bed as us of course.

Exploring the sights, sounds and smells in the garden.

And stoned on the sofa before midnight.

Till the point that we could even snap such photos of him!

These days, the fluff even knows how to empty he's bladder and bowels before trips. He even went into he's traveling box by himself and sat there waiting while I pack up the final bits. Guess all my time and effort spent on raising this evil furball does pay off.

Got back to PJ on Tuesday morning, and the fluff is currently taking up my bed space.