On a late summer afternoon, sleeping cats are a peaceful sight; two (or more) cats sleeping together are even better. They are a natural tranquilizer. I'm often tempted to curl up between them and sometimes I do.
The sight of Toffee stretched out, showing his colorful belly fur, is interesting from all angles:
Possum often sleeps with at least one foot in the air:
A massive gut rehab of a house two doors down from us will be beginning soon. (A second house will be gut-rehabbed on our corner at the same time.) Construction in Boston is legally permitted between 7 am and 4 pm. I estimate it will take more than a year. They are going to excavate the back yard down to six feet to replace the sewer line, and in the process they will cut down two tall, shady old trees — one's a linden that fills the alley with its sweet, heavy scent every spring. We're going to miss those enormous trees. And the quiet.