When the mercury drops outside, the cats get off the wood floors at every opportunity. When Zoe came home from a couple of days with her Daddy, the carseat came upstairs with her.
Not a very good shot - snapped with the camera in the oldest, closest-to-obsolete phone int he five-phone family plan, but worth sharing anyway...Charlie has taken a shine to lounging in this position, draped across my right shoulder and the back of the chair, like a living fur stoll or something.
There you go. Enjoy your kitties. I'll be back this evening after the news dump...BG