Friday Cat Blogging
Oscar the Slouch

Go away, flash person!
[Editor: Almost any day you will find Oscar curled up atop this garbage can. A juvenile from the Lone Ranger's last litter, she's going to need a new "bed" after a bit.]
by Bryan

Go away, flash person!
[Editor: Almost any day you will find Oscar curled up atop this garbage can. A juvenile from the Lone Ranger's last litter, she's going to need a new "bed" after a bit.]
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15 comments
they never outgrow their favorite sleeping spots, even when they do.
I know, it’s a bit embarrassing occasionally, but that can with tip over if she gets too big.
I have heard of dumpster diving…but not sleeping.
I love the blatant ignoring of the camera man.
OMG that is SO funny!!!!
I get no respect from the cats – the inside cats close their eyes, and the outdoor cats turn their backs.
they find one spot and hold on to it
then find another
Well, it is a good spot – no fleas, easy to defend, and she can go up the tree as easily as down to the ground. The problem is it will tip over when she gets heavier.
That is a cute place to nap.
As long as she doesn’t get any bigger.
Welcome to my corner of the ‘Net, Yaffa.
Let sleeping kitties sleep. Obviously, they need the extra rest. Oscar seems to have the same coloration as my sweet Lady Fortuna. Lovely cats!~
(Sorry I missed this earlier.) IIRC, Rita Mae Brown wrote a book called Catch as Cat Can. I suppose this is the Cat Can…
Ah, but Lady Fortuna is much fluffier than the local cats. Long-haired ferals are rare in this area, it’s too hot.
Actually, Steve, in this case Cats Can’t, but a Kitten Can, because an adult would knock over the can jumping up there.
I am never surprised where they find to sleep Bryan!
My first single cat, Koshka, would sleep atop of open doors, but she was just weird.