Waffles 🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️

Waffles has been honing some new habits of late.

It started when he fell in love with the purple fleecy blanket we put on the couch in the family room.

When we needed the fleecy elsewhere, he decided he still liked the couch anyway, especially when he could throw himself against someone for snuggling.

Mostly endearing, this particular habit.

His other new habit, which is not endearing, is his delusion that he's a member of stealth cat team 6. His assignment seems to be door patrol.

At any moment as you are exiting out the front door, you may feel the grip and pull of 10 little claws as he ankle grabs you.

The first twenty times it was always a surprise. Then we tried to understand his psyche. That path leads to madness, so now we go through the front door in a semi-aggressive stance, ready to self-protect.

He looks harmless. Don't believe it.