At the Top of the Stairs
So this is what I see as I walk up the stairs to my second floor, one paw, then another, some fur, an ear…
It’s just Mr. Sunshine in his favorite position. It doesn’t have to be hot for him to enjoy his happy sleep on his back.
There is nothing like a welcoming kitty belly, though, and Mr. Sunshine’s is as soft as it looks.
Looks very familiar.
The very dignified Mlle M.D. does not sleep like this?