Here is OW sleeping on my kitchen chair. What a memory that cat had. Sigh. He disappeared. I really loved that cat--he was so sweet, pretty, and smart. He could remember from one day to the next where he had left a toy. For instance, if he had knocked it under the sofa on Tuesday, when I let him in on Wednesday, he would go right to the spot under the sofa where the toy was. Have never seen a cat do that before.
