Well it's about damn time! The sun was shining, the window was open, and dad put my favorite pillow- the one with all my dried up drool spots- up on my perch. He actually picked the pillow and this sleeping cat up off the futon as one and gently placed us on the perch. The air felt great, though
still just a little cool, and the sun was amazing. A little later on in the afternoon the sun wasn't hitting quite the right spot, so I got down. Much to my
joy I did, however find a small spot of sun on the floor just behind the futon. Being the sole reason for their existence I managed to get mom and dad to rearrange the furniture a little bit so that I could get to that sun spot. You can see the square imprint from one of the futon legs by my back.
What these two won't do for me!