[ Loiosh, an orange tabby, stands amidst a cluttered pile of branches from a fallen Ponderosa pine. Most of them are bigger around than he is, and he looks pretty small. ]
We took a Woods Day on Sunday — it’s SO good being able to get outside more often! — & the boys found a big fallen Ponderosa to climb around on.
It was more under than around, really. Here’s Tom, exploring.
[ Major Tom, a big grey tabby wearing a purple harness, sits beneath the trunk of the fallen pine. A big curled sheet of bark, more than an inch thick, sits in front of him. ]
I got Tom’s good side, too. (KIDDING, kidding, pls Tom do not pee in my shoes)
[ Tom’s heading further into the tangle of branches. His tail is caught midlash, and while most of his hinder end is pale tan, his … unmentionables … are black. ]
This was right before the slapfight started.
[ Looking down from above — Tom’s walking towards the bottom of the photo; Loiosh is standing next to him, curled around to sniff at Tom’s butt. ]
Loiosh wanted to keep exploring, but Tom was done, so we flopped down to wait for Loiosh to wander back out.
[ Tom’s laying on ground covered in dry pine needles, both forepaws stretched out in front of him. His eyes are yellow, his nose is a deep pink, and he has vast whiskers. ]
Also, he claimed a stick.
[ A close view of Tom’s left forepaw, which is laying over and curled around a stick. ]
I asked if he wanted me to bring it back for him, but he said nah.
