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.
Dreidel simply wears herself out.
And where ever Zoe goes, her kitten goes. There you go. Enjoy your kitties. I'll be back this evening after the news dump...BG
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