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I have fresh new pictures of the furballs this week. Unfortunately, it’s been pretty hot in Southern California this week, which means the cats were even more lethargic than usual. Basically, they roused themselves briefly when they heard food being dumped in the food bowl, and then immediately conked out again like sacks of potatoes. So there weren’t a whole bunch of great Kodak moments available. But willy nilly, here they are, lounging on the bed, waiting for me to go away so they can conk out again. Isn’t the life of a housecat great?
