In this house, like so many dog-cat households, the cats have no problem taking over the dog beds. Quincy learned this from a very young age. Sometimes though, it is the simple things. Like a piece of tissue paper.
Quincy claims that, too.
I was busy over at my art table, preserving the Ginkgo leaves I had dried and pressed over the last few days.
I looked up to see this scene. Awww… sweet little Quincy, taking a cat nap in the sun. Peaceful.
Everything sweet and cozy, that is, until Barnie entered the room.
Barnie prepares to hop on the chair, but the Quincy Stare tells Barnie to vacate.