"Oh. Look," I say to my boyfriend.
He peers toward the direction in which I am pointing.
"I thought she would like that better than the thing on the Civil War, but I guess I was wrong," I muse as I look at the cat who has her behind pointing in the direction of the television. Generally, Sesame Street is something that appeals to Queen Kitty. However, that did not seem the case today.
Having more pressing matters, I left the cats to the television. If the show was too boring for them, I would change it in a bit when I had the chance.
It took a while, but I finally made my way back to the television. Three little kitties were still quite snuggled in before it. Her Royal Fuzziness had actually changed position so that she was no longer giving the screen the cold "shoulder."
A few seconds later, I realized why she was so unimpressed with the show. It was an episode she had already seen.
"Oh, I'm sorry," I apologize when I realize the issue. So, I changed the channel to something else... to a program we could all enjoy.