Oscar came in to help me lift weights this morning, as he often does because he’s my moral support kitty. This session was a bit different, though. He hopped up on the bed and went right to sleep instead of winding around my ankles for 20 minutes first. Naturally, I had to document the change.
I love that he still keeps me company while I work out. The dog has long since given up on my sessions (probably because I make him move too often) and zonks out on the bathroom tile instead. My moral support kitty stays the course.