I’m puzzled why a box full of little cardboard pieces would be the best place in town for a nap. Well, after the puzzle itself I guess.
Unless it’s a political statement?
Edit: update
At the bar
Had a dream last night where our former cat Aranis, that left us a year ago now, would come for the night, just passing by…
He had become a real mini tiger, pure muscle and still as independent as he used to be.
Miss him a bit.
Funny detail: my daughter told me she too had such a dream. Maybe he really visited as a ghost then 
Plotting world domination….
…they never really leave us, do they? 
They pretend to hate each other when we are in the house, but this is the situation nine out of ten times when we return home.
My little guy is at the vet for the first time today and I’m hoping it goes well. He’s a stray cat I adopted a few months ago. Love all these cat photos, let’s keep em coming.
Update: all is well and he’s back home. Got treated for a few things he needed but he’s healthy overall. Bless!
Guess where I was trying to bury the roots of my tomato plant, very exactly?
I was about to smash the concrete-like dry ground with a tool, of course.
I took this interruption as an invitation to have a drink.
Notice the kind of sword he put himself in the necklace. Both gardener and swordsman.
