These two? Are lazy magoos. The fact that all four of their eyes are open in this picture is astounding. It can only mean that Ethan was making a tremendous amount of noise in the background when I took this picture. Can you not feel the annoyance coming off of Crash (front) in waves of feline frustration? I. was. sleeping.
Sorry, kitty!! It's time to play Ethan's Pizzeria!!! (which, to be truly authentic to the way it went down, Ethan calls "Silly Gorilla Pizza Place." Which makes no sense because there was nary a silly gorilla in sight, but whatever. That's what he named his pizza place).
First, Ethan finds a random string lying around--this is easy because he has horded all the strings of yarn I have ever cut for him to play with the cats. The cats love a good game of chase the yarn. This, along with the sound of their food plinking into their supper dish, is one of the only things that will stir them from their above posture.
Once Ethan has captivated them and lured them off the couch with the yarn and the three of them, boy and cats, have worn a path in our carpet back and forth across the living room, the real game can begin. Tired from the work out, the cats will inevitably plop themselves down on the floor for a rest. This is when they unwittingly become diners in Ethan's, erm, Silly Gorilla's Pizzeria.
That is some fine looking pizza, friends. Those cats are in for a treat. Cats like pizza, right? Wooden pizza especially, right?
Apparently, at Silly Gorilla's Pizzeria, the management has a clothing-optional policy for their wait staff.
and also? A third. This little kitty is quite a piggy. Is it me or does Echo (in back) seem a bit put out that he only has two pieces? See? Like siblings!