Kitties in the Closet
I don't know what it is about the hall closet, but our cats love being inside. I guess its like a forbidden place to be and so anytime we open the door they run for it trying to sneak their way in.
The little story behind this picture is that Thursday morning when mom and I were getting ready I opened the closet Wicket (the one on the left) ran inside I left the door open and walked away. Mom walked by and closed the door, not knowing who was inside.

Time passes and mom is leaving the house, and usually when she does that we do what is called "count the cats" or make sure that when she closes her bedroom door for the day a cat isn't trapped inside. We found Harley, and looked all over and couldn't find Wicket. It didn't seem that he was in her room, but it didn't appear that he was anywhere else in the house. And we give up looking for him figuring he's just hiding somewhere.
She walks out the door, and it hits me that I opened the closet door, and vuala there he was. I leave the door open and keep getting ready suddenly notice that Harley is no where to be found. And this is how I found them, of course I was a little excited ran to grab my camera hoping they'd still be there, but I had to take the chance.
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