Fun with the cat

I was upstairs in the kitchen. J called up to me: "Sandy is having a great time!" Oh no, what is he doing to my cat, I wondered.

J was pushing the new stroller around the basement with Sandy in it. She was curious but wobbly while he wheeled between the couches and the coffee table.

She's being such a good sport and the stroller isn't the only thing J's put her in. He picked up the snugly and started looking around for her. He found her and grabbed her and put her in. She had one foot sticking out at a weird angle but didn't resist. He walked around for a while with her on his chest, looking pleased with himself. It was quite the sight.

I think someone's getting excited.