Our grand dame, Heidi, is on the sofa all day. She chooses the biggest and longest chair in the living room, so we lesser (human) mortals have to sit on the other chairs.
You want a massage, Rosie?
Wait a minute, wait a minute....the vigilante is asleep???
Says who?
Like mother...
Like daughter!
Tiger likes to sleep next to the external hard disk because it's hot.
Bunny loves the wooden chair.
If Tabs is not sitting on my lap or editing blogposts, she will be in this yellow basket.
Cow and his cushions.
Supper on a rainy evening.
Still sleeping....after five hours. Heidi does not eat supper. She knows how much she should eat.
Ginger's new favourite place. He sleeps here all night until the next morning.
Daffodil loves well-worn old boxes. Not new ones.
Stretch!!
And here's Mr Zurik. He's back for supper now.
Mr Zurik lives at least 8 houses away, which is a relatively long way for a cat to travel, but he is here for every meal and he goes home...and comes again, without fail.
Shh...
Goodnight, sleep tight!
1 comment:
Awwww :) I can so see the systematic sleeping pattern of Pole and Cleo. Mother and daughter alike!
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