La Doyenne is sleeping where I usually sit and read after dinner.
While the new refrigerator was being delivered, I shut the cats upstairs. I don't think I have seen Orange Boy in the basket before. Everybody is sleeping in odd places.
Young Guy decides the new air conditioner is OK.
Orange Boy decided to drape himself across the fleece pad and donut.
My parents' cat, more like my father's cat, whom I am calling Miss Mattie because of her matted fur. Her mother was a Maine Coon cat, and her father an orange tabby. She is now 17 1/2.
Miss Mattie on my mother's bed.
1 comment:
Great photos.
Your La Doyenne looks so much like my Jack, it's amazing.
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