Peevish Pen

Ruminations on reading, writing, rural living, retirement, aging—and sometimes cats. And maybe a border collie or other critters.

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Location: Rural Virginia, United States

I'm an elderly retired teacher who writes. Among my books are Ferradiddledumday (Appalachian version of the Rumpelstiltskin story), Stuck (middle grade paranormal novel), Patches on the Same Quilt (novel set in Franklin County, VA), Them That Go (an Appalachian novel), Miracle of the Concrete Jesus & Other Stories, and several Kindle ebooks.

Sunday, March 08, 2015

Sun Cats

After a few days of wretched weather—rain, snow, ice, etc.—the sun finally came out. The cats basked in its warmth. George decided to catch some rays:

So did Tanner:

Then they decided to rassle to decide who got the sunbeam.

Luckily there was enough sunbeam for all, including elderly Dylan who grabbed the spot Tanner had vacated.

Tanner decided to look for a better place . . .

. . .  and he found one. But where's the sun?

Dylan and George are hogging it!

Chloe decides to brown-bag it.

But old lady cat Camilla decides to sleep in a dangerous place.

Later, George takes advantage of the warmer weather to sleep on the deck.

Maybe the sun will help him grow hair on his shaved spot.

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