Tom has continued to use the lower level of the double decker cat bed, which pleases me.
Apparently he thought that me taking his picture meant he hadda get up, though, which he was less than thrilled about.
If I gotta be awake at least pet me Mom.
Loiosh spent HOURS tucked into this cat cave. It’s one of his favourite places these days.
It took me a bit to find Hades — I’m used to him being in the bed atop the shelves in my room, but instead he’d managed to wedge himself into the basket that holds my tank tops.
It also took a while to get a decent picture, because he’s a black, longhaired cat. In this one, there’s at least an ear visible to show he’s not a pillow, which is what he looked like in all the others I took.
This was posted originally to, a little over a week ago.
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