A week or so ago, we had the rainstorm that traditionally marks the boundary between Summer and Indian Summer.
To nobody’s particular surprise, Tuxie took cover in Cape Odd that night. He’s slept there several nights since, even though it hasn’t rained again (yet). And he’s spending large chunks of the day sleeping on top of the shelter as well.
And when Tuxie sleeps, he sleeps.
Sachiko finds him inspirational.
That’s not her “Touch me again and I’ll rip off your hand” face (that one shows more teeth). It’s not her “I haven’t eaten anything in at least ten minutes. Feed me!” face (that one shows more teeth). It’s not even “Hey, I want some attention!” (that one shows more teeth).
Are you detecting a pattern here?
That’s an actual yawn. Two minutes after I took the picture, she was curled up on the rug, sound asleep.