Spoiled Rotten Kitties

My cats are so spoiled. This is Mischa sitting on their "Cat House" watching a bird.

The "Cat House", obviously had a previous life as the girls Doll House. I just refused to part with it. Storing it was an issue and I thought why not let the cats have it? They always loved it, pushing Barbie's furniture out of the way, hiding out on the second floor, when it belonged in the girls play room.

The lower level is where I hid the liter box. They just go in the door, take care of business without the dogs bothering them. The second floor now contains kitty liter and scooper. The rooftop is the dining area for my two cats. They can finally not worry about the dogs eating their food. They also love to look out the window watching the birds.

This "Cat House" is in my laundry room. It is a lower level room and the cats are pretty much at ground level, feeling like they are hiding in the bush. Mischa always is found here when not looking out from the couch.

Rocky hides out under my bed until feeding time or potty time. He appreciates the storage containers on the side as he is 16 years old and doesn't do the jumps like Mischa can anymore.

I recently read in Vevay's Salad Sandwich Blog about favorite things. One of the things she mentioned was "fat cats snuggling", which prompted a comment about coming back as a comfy fat cat. Made me think about my cats, all the many cats I have had. Yeah, being one of my kitties would have been a pretty good life. I think they can't complain much.