What is it about cats and boxes? Why does Felis catus have such a compulsion to cram itself into the tiniest of boxes or baskets?
Robb set a basket down on the table in the back yard, and the neighborhood cats immediately claimed it as their own. Cardigan called "dibs," but Sleeves cuddled up next to him. Then commenced the synchronized napping, grooming, and yawning display.
I burst out laughing, every time I look at this photograph. So much for Feline Dignity.
You would hardly think that this cat (who is gently grooming Robb's hand) used to be terrified of us. Sadly, his brother still thinks we're Unrepentant Cat Murderers. He's willing to take the food we offer, but he still runs away in terror, when we get too close.
I spent all Sunday at work, painting scenery. But there was a beer and a Kitty Cuddle ready for me when I got home. I think we both have interesting markings on our legs.