The Sun Is Finally Out

... and boy are the kitties happy. It's been cloudy and overcast for quite a while here in my wonderfully soggy Washington, but the sun came out today and was greeted by fluffy cats flumping in every sun beam they could find.



This is Nick. She is a big fuzzy lump of Norwegian Forrest cat. I have never had a cat that took flopping so seriously. She excels at the sport. Ninety percent of the time you will find her cradled in pillows and piles of blankets. And she does it in such a way that she can fall asleep on her back, front paws hovering over her chest and back paws akimbo. The goddess Freya, when not riding her boar, rides in a chariot drawn by cats. Some think that it was in fact the Norwegian Forest cat that was up to this task. If so she wouldn't have gotten very far with Nick.



Bagheera, the big black Indian Fishing cat mixed with Siamese, and Frank, the Birman, prefer more dignified sniggling.

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