Gabi’s chair used to be my chair, and on good days, she lets me share it with her. At 17 plus, she’s an old lady, and this nice soft comfy chair suits her fine.
She sleeps the day away here, and the nights too, for the most part. She comes to eat her breakfast and dinner when served, but then she’s back to resting. At 17 1/2, that’s the most you can ask of her.One of the younger cats will occasionally disturb her, and they get some pretty harsh words in exchange. Sleeping is serious business at her age.
She’s got good taste – that chair is pretty comfortable. With any luck, I may be sleeping my days and nights away there when I’m old too. (61 isn’t old, right?)
(These photos were partly an excuse to try an early Christmas present from one of my blogger buddies, a tripod that was no longer wanted. I can now take photos in a pretty dark room, and they still work. Magic…thank you Kate and Dan!)