Winter is a cat at the window watching 100 mouthwatering birds. It really is.
Our bird feeder provides countless hours of entertainment for Bella and Penny.
It's cold outside- but the afternoon sun seems warm through the glass, and they are content.
Bella, the alpha, sits off to the side of the window- hidden, crouched low, and silent.
Penny sits on the table, smack in the middle of the window in full view.
Cackling incessantly at the hungry birds.
They remind me a little bit of Pinky and The Brain. And you can practically hear Bella's thoughts, "Penny, we are NEVER going to catch ANY of these birds if you don't KNOCK IT OFF."
Of course, after photographing the cats for several minutes, Bebo felt needy and jealous, and came to sit pathetically at my side. He really played it up.
Pippen followed for good measure with some of the same. See? Here he's acting so bored and neglected it's as if he would just nod off to sleep.
So while I was at it, I went and found Bacon, on our bed, of course.
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