No, really...it is. 72 degrees today and not a cloud in the sky. That may not seem that warm to many of you, but to England, days like this come few and far between. Plus, not many homes have a need for air-conditioning as there aren't many sweltering days that require it on a regular basis.
Clearly, with Myst's heavy fur coat, his solution is to sleep belly-side-up on the gliding foot-stool.
All he needs now is a fruity, cold drink with a fancy umbrella.
And yes, I tried to censor his dignity...although he doesn't have a problem being open.
2 comments:
Oh my Lord...I laughed SO much when I saw this....I love it! Poor warm kitty. :)
I love that you pixillated his bits!!
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