It has to be time for some cat pictures but the cats aren't very obliging at this time of year. Rufus vanishes first thing in the morning and only reappears when it's time for dinner. He's out hunting, and despite wearing two bells managed to bring in a baby pigeon the other day. I didn't get pictures of that, I was too busy running it to the local Wildlife Sanctuary. Damn cat.
But at night, he likes to stretch out in his hammock.
He seems to feel safe there. Presumably because Bonnie keeps away from him. Whereas when he sprawls out on a chair
he's likely to get unwelcome attention from his sister.
I just hope his hunting is unsuccessful today.