"Passion for place - there is no greater urge in feline nature." ~ Paul AnnixterTwo old ladies, cranky and set in their ways. Sometimes they seem interested in something new, turn their heads at a voice or sniff the air when a smell of roasting chicken reaches their noses. But most of the time, they prefer to sleep in "the lap of luxury".... translated as the softest bed with the softest cover and the quietest room. Most of the time this place also offers the advantage of a thermal foam mattress or, as here... an unlimited number of sunbeams.
Modulator, they don't look as if they care one way or the other..... it must be that passion for place... or else old age. (Clover heard that... if looks could kill, I would be six feet under.)
PS: The old girls just celebrated their 14th birthday... they were born in July, 1993 when Nyssa was seven. (end of post)