[ Loiosh, an orange tabby wearing a green harness, is caught midstep on his way down from on top of a rock. ]
I spent a lot of time working on faery home decor, so the boys kept themselves busy. Lotta sniffing stuff, lotta rolling in the dust, lotta napping. Loiosh went up about six trees, but not the one he got stuck in that time, so THAT was nice.
He found a hole that clearly had SOMEBODY living in it. I don’t know who, but I bet Loiosh at least identified them by species. Cat noses, & all that.
[ He’s got his head nearly entirely shoved into a hole in a bank. The ground beneath his paws is covered in pine needles and oak leaves. ]
He also dug a hole, which I’m always happy to see, because usually afterwards he uses it, & that’s one less thing I hafta scoop later.
[ Loiosh has one forepaw firmly planted; the other is scraping dirt backwards, out of the way. He’s looking down at the hole with intense focus. ]
He did pose for one photo. Kinda. Isn’t he handsome? He’s so handsome.
[ He’s shown from his chest upwards, facing to the left. His eyes are green, his nose is pink with black freckles, and he’s got white whiskers. ]
He was Very Clear about when he was ready to go home, though
[ Loiosh is sitting on the driver’s seat of the van. He’s looking right at the camera, ears and whiskers forward, and if he had eyebrows, he’d be frowning with them. ]
Tom didn’t even bother to get up from the van bed to tell me he agreed. I’m pleased that I got a decent shot through the window.
[ Major Tom, a big grey tabby wearing a purple harness, peers out through a smoked glass window. ]
… yes, we went home right after that.