The tomcat Trouble is seen sprawled out on my recliner up in the man cave. Maybe out in the street cats have to keep moving and hiding after a meal but a housecat with a belly full of tuna, whitefish, and crabmeat prefers to sleep.



The little girl runt of the litter Shiloh (aka Sweet Babycakes) has filled out nicely and there isn't a day that goes by that she doesn't look more and more like her mother Mister Mittens. That's Shiloh in the foreground and her mother laid out on her side.

In a bit, Sweet Babycakes laid out on one my filthy rugs to be sleeping near her brother who was in the recliner dreaming about killing lions and tigers so that he could get to the females if he only had the equipment.

I LUV the Mittens' family who have taken over your house!

Yes, gorgeous pictures

Sometimes my evil wife of 38 years will go to bed and a cat or two or three will jump into her bed just to snuggle and go limp and snore with her while groping her with paws (claws in).

I'm thinking they're playing "friendly" so she doesn't beat them any more.

Nah, my bride adores them and treats them like Royalty. They love her like no other - my girl goes shopping for the cats and they know it.