This is Bear, our neighbor's cat, passed out on our front porch right outside my office window. Unlike other cats who slumber peacefully, Bear always looks like he's been slaughtered. I about had a stroke looking out my window. Rest assured, he's fine. Just napping.
What do I do when I'm avoiding work? Photograph cats, of course. I may not have written the Great American Novel yesterday, but I did get these photos:
The neighbor's cats, Spike & Snowball, pay a visit.
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