I’m out here on a blanket so malice can Touch Grass or whatever and I gotta say
She sucks at this.
Grass…bad.
To be clear, she’s the one standing at the exterior door and yelling like she’ll die if I don’t take her out. And then I give her a choice between frolicking and the cat carrier she only uses for vet visits and…
She slept in there for hours.
Do you not understand going outside to sleep in a hammock, rather than on the uncaring and prickly earth?
Respectfully, the correct place for a hammock is inside. If I’m going out it’s for the got damn grass
