Both Hazel and Gilligan look perturbed that the other is in “their” spot.
Hazel likes thinking inside the box. Looks like a “9” to me.
My Friday started with dropping Suzi off at her work and hopping on MAX. After getting home, I sat down and Hazel and Gilligan immediately joined me.
In between, I spent my day in a large, complex spreadsheet and a nearly 5-mile 1:1.1Sorry, no pics from either. ;-)
All in all, not a bad day. :-)
Gilligan and Hazel are happy that Melissa is visiting.
We awoke this morning to the sun streaming in the windows and a cat sitting on the window sill. This was the shadow on the bedroom wall.
Hazel enjoys being where she thinks she shouldn’t be.1I’m doing my part to increase the cattitude of the Internet … and it’s not even Friday. ;-)
Hazel camouflages herself as a present’s bow.
Our tree has lights, ribbons, and a skirt. Tomorrow, it will get ornaments.
Of greater interest to our cats Hazel and Ginger is the train that circles its base. Whap! Derailed, again…
Update. It’s done!
I’m not sure who’s having more fun with the feeders: the birds, us, or the cats. Whenever we open the windows, the cars sit on the sills and study the birds.