weird cats.

I'm in the process of painting the front doors. That involves having them open long enough to dry. Mack is nowhere to be found, making my job much much easier.

Mimi came down partway through, and she seems to know she's not supposed to go outside. If I even look at her funny as she tries to go for the door, she runs back inside and hides.

At least one of them knows the rules.

I wonder where the other one is. He'll be sad he missed a chance to play outside.

Uh oh, here he comes.