Being able to wash yourself with something other than your mouth was the best evolutionary step humans made. OK, maybe standing upright and having opposable thumbs tops that, but it’s still pretty high up there, in my book.
Baby-kitty has developed a habit since we moved here. When I feed him his morning vittles, after he’s had his first nibble, he likes to sit on the small rug by the glass door. He’ll stare at me or meow piteously until I twist open the vertical blinds enough to let in “stripes” of sunlight, and then he proceeds to wash and hang out there. I’ve tried opening the blinds completely, but he doesn’t like that - too much direct sunlight I guess. Anyway, I really like the way the strips of sun fall on the wood-color floor, but I’ve yet to get a photo that I feel really captures it. Still, this one is kinda cool…the diagonal stripes, the cat, and the vertical stripes that the blinds make.
