You know animals. They all have their favorite places. This thought occurred to me as I wandered about the house. It seemed everywhere I went, there was another one. Different rooms, different spots, different poses, different favorite “doing.” As usual, I grabbed my camera (an old Nikon Coolpix S210). It still takes great photos, even though that itty-bitty orange plastic thing-a-ma-jig that’s supposed to hold the battery in place, broke off quite a while ago.
The first place I walked through was the kitchen. This is Rusty’s favorite place in the kitchen:
He doesn’t care what else is going on around him: noise, things being moved, another cat running by, a toy rolling along the floor, dishes or pots or pans rattling, etc. He just keeps his face in the bowl and he does what makes him most happy.
Then, I went out onto the patio – it’s cooler out there right now. I have the heat on in the house, but that area is not heated. It’s probably around 60 F. Another rather COLD day in South Florida. I was surprised to find Romeo out there. It seems he doesn’t care what the temp is out there. He is on one of his favorite chairs – nice and comfy, curled up on the cushion and enjoying the little bit of sun that’s coming through and landing right on his back. I say one of his favorite chairs, because he really loves best the chair that I like to sit on, but I keep that one unavailable to him with a pillow angled just right so he can’t get on it. I am entitled to sit on a chair – my chair – without getting cat hair all over my butt, aren’t I?
Well, I’m so glad Romeo’s so comfortable. Smart cat.
I wondered where Patches could be? I walked out of the patio, and meandered into the family room. Ah ha! There she is. I am amazed how she can squeeze herself into that “penthouse.” She’s not a small cat by any standard; and yet, she can maneuver her body into such a small circle! I have to say she knows how to get comfortable.
As I was walking out of the family room, I passed by the food station, and lo and behold! Rusty was still at it! Only, now, he switched over to the other bowl! Gotta love his determination.