Thursday, January 29, 2015

blissed out

Pretty sure there are few things on earth as blissed out as a feline snoozing in the 81 degreed January afternoon.

And?  No matter how much fresh salmon I promise, the bugger refuses to swap lives with me for a week so that I may lounge about at home for a week.


  1. If only we could all be like cats... relaxed ... able to sleep at the drop of a hat... good patients... *sigh*

  2. Hmm, I agree with the relaxation bit, but vet visits? Cats are horrible patients.