A typical afternoon

You hear the expression "a dog's life" but never the same sentiment about cats. I wonder why. 

Before I got the camera there were two more cats sleeping on the sofa who somehow guessed a picture was coming up and ran to hide.

Here's Freckles on the coffee table, wondering who she can shove aside to claim prime real estate.

Flossie on bird and squirrel patrol for the back yard.

Butterball, removing herself from the riffraff and claiming a chair of her own. She's almost camouflaged where she's sleeping. 

And that's not all. There are others napping elsewhere. Still, it's no bad gig. Stretched out on a sofa or curled on a quilt--not a bad life!

Take it easy.

Michele