I like napping with you, Sunny.
I like napping with you, too, Little Apollo…

…especially because you don’t pounce on me when you’re asleep.
—Apollo and Sunny
I like napping with you, Sunny.
I like napping with you, too, Little Apollo…

…especially because you don’t pounce on me when you’re asleep.
—Apollo and Sunny
Looks like you grabbed yourself a snack, Human Mommy.
Do you know who else would like a snack?

Us! We’re practically starving over here!
—Cosmo, Stella, Xena, and Sunny
The Crime: Aggravated Laceration of Human Forehead during Rambunctious Round of Zoomies/Tail Chase

The Alleged Criminal:

Mitigating Factors: The alleged criminal was bored and Human Mommy should have known better than to take a nap in a location where a round of rambunctious zoomies/tail chase could and did occur.
The Verdict: Not Guilty by Reason of Cuteness
—Darth Vader, Cat Court Chief Justice
Are we going somewhere fun, Human Daddy? I hope we’re going somewhere fun…

…but I think we’re going to the Vet.
—Xena
The air is getting a bit nippy.

Time to snuggle up tightly to conserve heat.
—Lily
Human Daddy thought that I could get a better view in the Private, Members-Only, Cat and Woofie Club if I were up higher, so he brought my new Cat Tree out for me.

Human Daddy’s right that the view is better from up high, but it would be better still if he’d just open the door so that I can ROAM.
—Apollo
Yes, I am serving as Stella’s Chin Rest.
No, I do not plan on making my Chin Rest services available to all the Woofies.

This is a special situation as Stella is my Co-Void and her muzzle feels like a warm, weighted blanket on my flank.
—Darth Vader
Summer’s drawing to an end.

Enjoy basking in the buttery rays of sunshine while you still can.
—Sunny
My right front paw is still sore and the Humans are limiting my bouncing and pouncing opportunities, so I’m BORED.

I’ve booked a trip to a private, tropical island to recuperate and sulk a bit about the current lack of bouncing and pouncing.
—Apollo
I’m settling in for some sweet dreams about Birdies…

…and about the time before the bouncy, pouncy Interloper arrived in the Homestead.
—Luna