Look what I found on my bed this afternoon.
Mewsette and Mr. Sunshine curl together on the muted colors of the wool afghan. The two of them have thick somewhat longish fur, not long enough to even be considered shaggy, but both of them are so soft and plushy it’s difficult not to lie down and dig my fingers into their fur as they sleep. Some cats would object to this, but these guys are so accustomed to me handling them it’s as if I’m one of them.
It’s too bad Mr. Sunshine is too dark to be able to tell how he’s curled up, one hind leg under his head, paw over his face, head upside down.
But I love Mewsette’s one very green eye. She has the greenest eyes.