Everyone's Out For An Evening Constitutional

Everyone's out for an evening constitutional, that's the sun for you, brings them out in droves.

First I spotted Twizzle, taking his daddy for a walk. I thought they were on their own until I saw Twizzle saying hello to George, sunbathing on the grass. He so loves the sun, basking whenever possible.

Not five minutes after Twizzle decided he'd had enough out comes Mogsie, he'd been sleeping under the car. Goodness knows how long he'd been there, I've been looking out the window for at least the last hour.

Oh how us cats love an evening constitutional in the sun.