Posted by Loulou on Feb 16, 2018 | 13 comments

Sometimes a kitty just has to clock out and hope for the best. In winter, I don’t think there is a soul who wouldn’t trade the icy winds and sleety rain (whatever that is) for a nice soft couch where one can snooze off to Creamland and pack up all one’s cares and woes. It’s just hard finding the right position from which to slip...