Suburban Sprawl

Tiny sprawled outside yesterday, soaking up the heat absorbed by the bricks during the 95 degree day. 

Fifi sprawled inside on one of my cleaned and perfectly plumped sofa cushions. It is squashed down now.  (Well, she's more curled than sprawled...poetic license!) 

Homer sprawled on the rug in the late afternoon sunlight, with a rare exposé of the belly freshly shaved for another ultrasound, which didn't really show anything. That line down the belly is not a scar. It's just belly folds, slowly refilling with the delicious melange of familiar foods and tasty treats of bacon and pill-disguising cream cheese. Homer the Deli Cat. 

And then the humans sprawled on the clean cushions and elsewhere. No photos there.

So where are you sprawling this weekend?