A few weeks ago, Bezzie wrote something about how there is a correlation between how far a cat stretches out and how hot it is. Well, it was hot yesterday. No - not mid-August humid hot, but after 11 straight days of cool rain, a day that hit the low 80s was a shock to the system.
Late in the afternoon I was folding clothes and watching episodes of No Reservations when Lucky jumped up at the other end of the sofa and sat like this:
I couldn't help myself - I started snickering and lucky (ha!) for me, my camera was right beside me.
"Why do you stare? I know I am beautiful."