Sami's crushed dreams

Sami is obsessed with getting into the laundry room. She camps out regularly at the door hoping for an opportunity. Look at her intense gaze--like she's trying to make me open the door by the sheer force of her feline will.





She tries whatever angles she can think of looking for an opening.





She bats at the door in a most irritating fashion (notice the blur of paws in motion).





And it's all because this is the joy that awaits her in the section of the laundry room behind the tarp, where my landlord stores all the random things that tend to accumulate when one works on a house.





It's a veritable amusement park of possibility! So much exploring to do! So much, in fact, that she can easily get into crevices from which I cannot extract her, and she has done exactly that. Consequently, no more laundry room expeditions for Sami.

Poor kitty. She has such a rough life.