Look closely. If you do, you can make out Eddie sleeping on the blanket. The poor kitty was out all night partying. When I went to let the dogs out this morning he was waiting on the porch with the most despondent look ever not even meowing to come in anymore. Eddie made a beeline for the couch (and therefore Rick) and curled up with him and went immediately to sleep.
I've every intention of spending a good chunk of today playing in my kitchen again. Pathetic, perhaps, but it amuses me. =S
