Should I lounge on this couch or that couch?

Sometimes, you don’t have to choose.
–Sunny
Should I lounge on this couch or that couch?

Sometimes, you don’t have to choose.
–Sunny
Sometimes, it’s just too hot to do much of anything.

And that’s okay.
–Stella and Cosmo
What am I doing? Oh, nothing much…

Just contemplating my dinner options. Do I feel like sushi or something meatier? Or maybe I should go with a surf-and-turf option…
–Luna
Even the Tortie Empress appreciates a good roll on the sunbaked stones from time to time.

Don’t knock it ’til you’ve tried it.
–Amber
Maybe if I gaze wistfully upon the Meowie Kibble long enough…

…Human Mommy will get the hint that I could go for some kibble, too.
–Cosmo
Starvation is imminent.

We are not exaggerating.
–Phelps and Darth Vader*
*But mostly DV since he is the SpokesCat, his tummy is highly sensitive to emptiness, either actual or anticipated, and he has the mind of an accountant who happens to count kibble instead of tax breaks.
Is your Human Daddy considering running errands on a weekend, thus abandoning you, his Little Bundle of Joy?!

Sit on him. Now he can’t go anywhere.
–Xena
There are plenty of more comfortable spots to lounge, but my favorite spot is next to Miss Stella…

…even if I sometimes get a trifle squished.
It’s worth it.
–Sunny
What is this, Human Mommy?

Is this Steak of Apology for abandoning your Feline Overlord while noisy tree work was being performed outside his favorite window, which interrupted his daytime naps, which was all the worse because lengthy thunderstorms had perturbed his circadian (Catadian) rhythm the night before?
It’s in a baggie…

Oh, that’s better.
Throw in some brisket and I may accept your apology eventually.
–Louie, Senior Lap Muffin Correspondent
Summer mode…

…activated!
–Phelps