More accurately, it started out with Presto (RB) and his Free Tiger
Rides. When I emptied the laundry basket,  Presto would hop into it,
at which point I would *slowly* carry it back toward the laundry room
calling out "Free tiger rides! Free tiger rides! Hi Sissy! Bye Sissy!
(as we walk past Senyah) Free tiger rides! End of the line, top of the
freezer!"

After Presto passed away, Little Feet was not interested in the free
tiger rides.

Then along came Dulce Mae, and she took to the Free Princess Rides!
with a passion. As *soon* as I clear a princess-sized spot in the
basket, she hops in. As I remove clothes, the stretches out just a
little more, to fill up the extra space, until she is laying across
the entire length of the basket.

Then it's: "Free princess rides! Free princess rides! Hi Sissy! Bye
Sissy! (as we walk past Senyah) Free princess rides! End of the line,
top of the freezer!". She then preens to her heart's content and
eventually comes back to where she can purr to me.

Tonight, Bucky threw a monkey wrench into that ritual - he jumped into
the basket first. The gall! Dulce Mae immediately jumped in, and
slap-hissed Bucky, who slap-hissed back, but with a "what did I DO?!?"
tone.

I broke it up a couple of times, as Dulce Mae TOLD him in no uncertain
terms that it was HER ride, not his, and that she didn't have the
princess-accustomed space she needed in which to lounge in luxurious
comfort, with him there.

Needless to say, I ended up giving Free Kitty Rides to both, although
the ride was a bit harder on the driver (me), with the solid weight of
a growing kitten as well as that of a beautiful princess.

At the top of the freezer, Dulce Mae jumped out in disgust, while
Bucky looked all around saying "Wow! Gee whiz, this is NEAT!"

Dulce Mae tells me that Bucky had better watch his back in the near
future...

Hugs and Purrs,
Mark