The cat in the sweat shop

I run my business out of my home. Which means my product inventory is here as well in a separate room which I fondly refer to as the "sweat shop". Before you start thinking that is so un-pc, the reason for the name is that the room used to be our exercise room before Wahine Sport took it over. So now this is a supposed cat-free zone. Of course, cats can't stand a closed door and while I'm loading out my stuff for the Whidbey event tomorrow, my cat sneaks in there. For some reason she doesn't respond to me trying to shoo her out. Ooooh, how can you get angry at something so cute!