Hank in a chair

My parent's brought this chair back with us from Kansas. I'd been shopping around for a comfy little chair for my apartment, but I didn't want to spend more than, oh, $5. I didn't find anything out here, but I did find this one in the basement being neglected in Kansas--for FREE. Up north it came!

The blanket is from Salvation Army. I'm getting hooked on SA, last Friday I totally purchased donut pans. I am so excited to make doughnuts! eeeee!

Hank looks sweet in the above picture. What you don't know is that when his pupils are dilated like that, he's getting ready to spaz out.

Check the claws.

Vhat, is dis?

GET IT!

It's hiding under dis blanket.

Why, yes, I'm perfectly sane.

Right. 

**Disclaimer**
Dear Friends, 

I am the only one allowed to call myself a "crazy cat lady." It's one of those I-can-say-it-about-myself-but-if-you-say-it-I-will-be-annoyed things. Sorry for all the hyphens. I happen to live in a teeny-tiny apartment with a quirky cat and if you want me to blog, Hank will be included. Frequently. So leave me alone. 

xo,

amy