This little trio of trouble came in an e-mail forward. You know how much fun I have with those. But since the latest happening, I believe this isn't a posed shot...we have Feral cat who thinks he's a dog. And apparently Lily thinks she's whatever she wants to be whenever she feels like expressing herself.
In our living room, behind our couch, we have a bow or bay window with a ledge. Usually we have pretties on it. Candles, glass objects, you know. Often we temporarily store stuff. The cat bed is on the back of the couch.
21 walked into the room that she'd just cleaned, after removing clutter from the window ledge, to discover 70 pound Lily perched on the ledge, basking in the sunshine. Twice.
I guess it's good we don't have a 5 foot tall cat tower.
And Birdie, I'll be sure to send my friend to the website you've suggested. Anything to keep Tyson away from my ears.
