Maia thought that Mowzle would like to have her shapes. He didn't. But it was sweet of her to share even though he clearly didn't appreciate the attention. Of course, he could always stop sleeping on the floor and then she'd leave him alone a bit more.
Basil sleeping in a basket in the sun. Only lasted until Maia discovered him and flushed him out. The poor kitties.
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