Everyone was ready for a cat nap Saturday afternoon, except the felines were not in the usual places.
Fifi stole Homer's living room bed. We are always so proud of her when she's brave enough to do that!
Homer stole my chair, unsurprisingly. He wishes to point out how full and lush his tail looks here. He suffers from a little tail envy.
Hunter just plopped on the first available space nearest the cat door. Good natured little buddy.
There was a brief period of rest, then their game of musical cat beds resumed and they were found in completely different places. I did get my chair back for a while, Homer found Jeff's lap, and so on and so on. I didn't get a nap but I got a little reading done so that's always good!
We had a nice lunch out today at Bon Temps Creole Cafe in SLO. I wish I'd gotten a picture of my half muffuletta sandwich. It was tasty and almost the size of this Dutch crunch Italian I had at Mr. Pickles a couple weeks ago. Just pretend this is the right sandwich, thanks. The muffuletta was enhanced by the olive tapenade.
I like to try new restaurants every time but I think we'll go back here. I want to try the Eggs Sardou, like Eggs Benedict but on artichoke hearts. Handy had a nice crawfish etouffe. We gave ourself a memory refresher on the differences between etoufee, gumbo, and jambalaya, all of which we sampled in New Orleans.
The restroom was truly memorable. My favorite color!
This house, I call it my dream home but there is only one chair which has enough light for reading. Many times Homer steals it.
Today has been especially difficult. I hurt yet another toe. The logical explanation is I have been stressing it, putting a lot of weight on it whilst sitting at desk or table. The hypochondriacal explanation is gout. We shall see.
Meanwhile there is the chair thief and lap stealer.
It was really like this:
I eventually made it to my chair but didn't have the attention span to read more than a picture book.