Ginger is struggling, like his big brother or Fred Astaire have struggled before him, to remember which is up and and which is down.
Or, he was doing some late night filing for me and then collapsed in front of the cabinet in exhaustion.
Tiggy is, as always, very daintily sitting on the couch, patiently awaiting chest rubs.
(And, yes, that is my basket of winter accessories behind her, waiting to be sorted through before the season begins. I'm kind of over summer.)
Pickles is passed out in the donut, absolutely too sleepy to even notice me.
Of course, if he wasn't up all night running around like a wild thing he might not be so exhausted. But then again, maybe cultivating those ridiculous curly fronds of fur between his toes drains all his energy.
And, Woody? Well, Woody is right near my pillow.
Where else would my best buddy in the entire world be?
Of course, the reason I was wide awake at 6:45 a.m. might also be that my kitty guy was purring loudly (and with his chest woes, trust me: LOUDLY) near my head. But the sound of his happiness is definitely worth it. I can't think of a better way to wake up. Although I can think of a better time. 7:30, for example.
P.S. Yes, my pillow is on the mattress on the floor. My guy is still having mobility issues, and we both sleep better if he's free but there's nowhere to fall off.
6 comments:
I love these posts. I feel like I get to know your cats a little bit better with each one. And they are so worthy of knowing!
Also: I spy with my little eye one of my favorite books on your shelves behind Pickles. You get three guesses!
Is it WHEN ELEPHANTS WEEP? That is my most favorite in the shot.
That book sounds amazing, but no, it is not that :)
Is it THE YEARS by Virginia Woolf? My guesses are limited by what titles I can actually read in the photo.
Heehee, nope! I'll give you a hint: Emma likes this book, too!
WELL I SEE I HAVE STUMPED MS. AMPERSAND! :P
It was Animal Vegetable Miracle. I just absolutely loved reading that book - even though I am 1) not physically capable of it and 2) too lazy even *were* I physically capable, the idea of homesteading and having a big bountiful farm and a nice quaint old farmhouse in an idyllic Mother Nature-y setting just sounds so lovely, especially in Kingsolver's telling. Plus it was just interesting to hear about the different seasonal changes and heirlooms and all that. I liked the mix of Fact type stuff with personal anecdotes and charming trips to the farmers' market and her younger daughter's entrepreneurial adventures.
Anyway, yeah. There you go.
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