'Money doesen't talk, it swears.' ~ Bob Dylan

See? They barely leave room for ME! :)

You know, it's hard to get the idea across that the couch isn't theirs and theirs alone sometimes.

Again, Hobbes' in particular.

Saying good morning.
(Note: I didn't take this photo. It's just one of the two favorites I have of the both of them)

But this time, Hobbes is very much asleep and perfectly content.

Hobbes' in particular.

....where I was enjoying the life of the unemployed, (as I napped in the sun and didn't have to go anywhere if I didn't want to) I realized (as I spotted Harpo relaxing after a day of lookin' for trouble, along with his brother) that I was living the life of a cat and boy was it a sweet deal!
Those lucky bastards. :)

Is cat hair good for them also? ;)
P.

....here is a picture of at least ONE kitty taken from my sitting position shown in the picture before this. (At the time, Im not sure where the other one wandered off to)
Sure enough, it's 'trouble' checking out a box 'o stuff. (In his defense, even I don't know what all that is so, I can understand his curiousity)

'Look, I'm not in the way here, am I? I fit here juuuust fine.'
(So yes, I'll NEVER be able to keep them off that thing obviously, as they've been making themselves comfortable there since Day 1)