It's Twozday, and Da Boyz have found their cold-weather napping locations:
Manny, on the pink-blue chair, in a sunpuddle.
On MY CHAIR, inelegantly sprawled.
Manny, getting smoochies.
Manny, top, and Chili, bottom, in the huge cat beddy in the parlor.
Once I've got a fresh cut of hot tea, my audiobook, and an empty bladder, Da Boyz and I can spend hours together in MY CHAIR.
They snooze, as I while away my time as their human cat bed with a book and phone solitaire, or scroll social media, watching videos of thatched roofers, furniture and painting restorations, rock collectors, cat rescues all over the world, and bagpipe music.
Oh, it's heavenly!!!
💤 💤 💤
