For most of today’s game, Mr. Napkins refused to settle. My sweet tuxedo cat was doing that annoying thing where he showed no interest in playing with any of his toys and didn’t want to eat, but also wouldn’t just lay down and chill out. He climbed all over me (he’s called Mr. Napkins because a napkin goes in your lap), repeatedly walked over my keyboard, sat right in front of the game on TV, clawed at my couch. If you have a cat, or a toddler for that matter, you surely recognize this behavior. It’s an anxious, over-tired energy.
Exhausted Mariners play extras for third day in a row, win 6-4
