Taco wanted to check out what was happening for breakfast.
Hmm. Nothing good. Looks like I missed it.
Well, I will settle in for a cuddle.
Taco is a weird cat, and really likes to squish his little brain-case into tight places.
Like under the fridge. Or under my face.
But he found a new spot, despite my warning that he wouldn't fit there.
That's a good brain-squishing right there.
Does your cat enjoy squishing his head into places his whiskers should warn him that he doesn't fit?