Both the cats are scared stiff of the vacuum cleaner, so Saturday morning usually isn't their favorite time. Today I decided to invade their hiding places....
Melvin goes behind the curtains in my bathroom. This is her standard "I'm not here" location, no matter what she's scared of. I think she's a big proponent of the "If I can't see the bad thing, it can't see me" theory. I snuck outside and stood in the azalea bush to get the picture.
Lorax tucks in under The Mad Oilman's shirts on the desk in his closet. As you can see, there is just exactly a cat-sized space between the top of the desk and the hems of the clothes. And she fills it elegantly, as she does most things.
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