Everyone is trying to catch the sun spot. Sometimes they all want the window at the same time. Gosh those winter windows sure do get dirty. The cats don’t mind. Sun gets through all the same.
Noel, the Christmas Cat, and the baby, Mini Cooper enjoying the late winter rays. Mini is leaning on the ‘fire stick’ plant. I know it is poisonous and that it could burn their mouths if they eat it, but they don’t seem to bother with it. This is the second one we have grown in the house. It is also called a Pencil Cactus.
In the winter we bring the large deck plants inside and winter them over in the bathtub. It’s the cat’s personal jungle. They spend a lot of time playing around them, chewing on them, and, of course, hiding in them. I actually miss the plants when spring comes and we take them outside again. I don’t miss the use of the tub because it is too big and takes 2 full tanks of hot water to fill. When Peanut was little (around 6 or 7), I used to use it as a swimming pool for her and her little friends. Now it is the winter atrium and cat velodrome.
Nine has taken a fancy to the dog’s tennis ball.I don’t know if this was an act of defiance (it’s yours so I am taking it), a true act of comfort (cats sleep on the darnest things), or pure silliness (because he loves to make us laugh).