When the late afternoon sun pours into my bedroom, my two cats take their respective sides and begin their sunbathing duel.
Sassafrass finds the side nearest my bureau has just the right angle to show off her fuzzy belly and brilliant white whiskers, while her back legs stay cool in the shade. She prefers the sun in her face.
Nekoka would rather hang out by the grass where he can keep his backside toasty. He claims his belly is just as fuzzy and I cannot argue there. They both have the kissable white paws down pat.
Sensing her competition on the far side of the room, Sass stretches out her forelegs to show off the dazzling white patch on her chest, curling one little white paw in ecstasy.
She knows I’m a sucker for her crooked little face. I give her this round. Don’t tell Neko.