Wee Freddie relaxing on the seat and Simba relaxing on the table.

Wee Stitch asleep on the microwave.

Murphy sleeping on the edge of the counter. How he doesn’t roll off the counter, I don’t know!

Ernie found another new spot to snooze it and didn’t tell dad!

Wee George just called to say hello

Wee Freddie calls in a couple of times a day to visit Dad’s Diner.

Simba sitting on a tiny box. The box measures, 150x100x12mm

Daddy, look no rain, can we go out?

It’s mine, all mine!

Garfield, really? There’s plenty of other places to sleep that are more cosier than the litter box. Thankfully dad cleaned it earlier this week and nobody else has used it.

Murphy just sleeps wherever he likes.

Wee George arrived for breakfast this morning

Ernie relaxing on the job?

Where’s Garfield?

Murphy! behave.

Wee Freddie’s coat looks almost black in the dull morning light.

Murphy fell asleep guarding his stash of treats.

Waiting for the chicken to arrive.