Cat’s eye view

Izzy likes to sit in the hammock outside the catio and watch the chickens

Izzy likes to escape into the back yard, even though she has a catio. Apparently the dust baths are better down the hill. The dust is great because that is where the dogs run to catch the ball and they keep the clay nicely churned. Rolling in the dust during a game of fetch though doesn’t work well and sends Izzy running back to the catio, but to the outside hammock. We originally built the outside platforms for Sophie the outside cat, but they are way too close to Izzy. Plus there is the added nice view of the tantalizing dance of the chickens. Cat TV.

I actually took this picture before Texas Winterpocalypse, but this is what it looks like again. Texas, shaking off the cold like a bad dream.

If I fits I sleeps

It really can’t be comfortable across both boxes, but Izzy is sleeping in the puzzle pieces anyway
Izzy tried again the next day, but this time wedged herself into just one box. What is it about cats, boxes, and puzzle pieces?

Seriously?

When you are 1/8th feline you hang with the cats. (Ok, the DNA test was undetermined for that eighth, but I have a growing body of evidence for cat genes.)

She laid on the back of the couch because she can.