cats

I have two desks in my office. One to work at, and one for the cats to sleep under. It works out fairly well, except that they got the one with the heat register underneath.

Poor Eliza. She suffers so much at the paws of Romi.

Been far too long since the kitties have graced my blog.

This was my first clue that Romi was actually a zombie kitten.

All cats enjoy the sun, but I think that Eliza just might be the head feline priestess of the Cult of the Sun Goddess. (But hey, at least her religion is better than the Scientologists'.)