I Bask
I bask in the radiant heat of the heater thing.
I lay on the footstool thing to position myself to capture maximum heat from the heater thing.
The lady keeps calling me “Sphinx-y pants.” She is crazy, and later I will pee on her kitchen rug.

(I love how if you look closely here you can see the heat shimmering in the air above the heater.)
And just for the heck of it and because I am in the mood to miss myTodd™, here’s a picture of him and Princess B back in 2002 when we still lived next door to each other (And PB had more black than gray in her face. But don’t mention it to her, she’s sensitive.)

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