Daisy’s loafing in the sun, Phoebe’s wandering around having a drink, poking at the cat grass, and has just jumped onto my legs. (So much to do, so little time ...)
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Poor boy!View attachment 444226
Zorro remembered his safe space from the scary hail. Hasn’t come out for hours. I am guessing an old cat’s ears are extra sensitive to certain sounds.