Deep summer is when laziness finds respectability.
Moomintroll showed us how to celebrate the summer solstice in his own special feline way: stay inside, find a comfortable spot, and just let it all hang out.
The cats have been doing all kinds of kooky cat things this week.
Osage (aka Muffine Eloise) was found in the washing machine, nestled on top of the clothes waiting to be laundered. Yesterday she was in the laundry basket.
Keats slithers in and out as needed to maintain the balance between hunting and relaxing.
Dickens was seen flat out in the hay a few days ago, with a big black mare and two miniature donkeys quite literally eating around him.
Mystic appeared at an upstairs window, asking to be let in. Yes, he was on the roof of our house.
Every now and then I walk into the living room and find them all laid flat out like lions on the veldt, and that especially makes me smile.
And in the meantime:
Do what we can, summer will have its flies.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson