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!