Cutting Corners

Cutting corners didn't really mean what I thought it meant. Who cares? I still think it's a funny title to this blog-entry! Matte is a bit less appreciative of me on the bannister, she thinks I'm gonna fall off. Huh! I'm a cat, I am. But I think I might have won part of the battle of the dining room table: they don't make me get off it as much as they used to. Are they getting lazy?