All of the kitties are very happy; the two boys spent the morning zonked out on the back of the sofa in front of the windows, in a patch of sunshine. Bonus: the windows look over a wooded area and the road, so they get to see cars, joggers, bicyclists, and critters!
Pandora came and slept on me when it was naptime. She’s been stretching and looking for tummy rubs.
Or if they haven’t already had experiences that have made them horribly afraid of being bundled in a towel. My first rescue was just that cat. He was… difficult.
Pretty cat. I love dilute torties and calicos. But why, oh why does “dilute tortie” not translate into “dilute tortie-tude”? They seem to get it double!