The Terrifying World of Blankets

I came home from work today and found Artemis cowering in a corner underneath a fleece blanket. (Around here, these are called kitty blankets. Usually they come from the remnants bin at Joann Fabrics, and are little scraps of fleece in a weird color/pattern.)

Anyway, there lay Artemis, cowering, until I pulled the blanket off of him. I can only deduce that Luna or Kyo knocked the blanket off a ledge onto Artemis, and he assumed that the end of the world had come. Poor kitty. Who knows how long he had been like this...

Artemis would prefer to experience blankets ONLY as follows:

Mommy on Couch.

Blanket on Mommy. 

Artemis on Blanket on Mommy. 

See?

Love & Tuna!