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On the left, Inkblot is giving himself a good chin smooch after spending a few minutes gazing in rapt concentration at a nearby hummingbird. He had obviously been hoping to sprout wings and fly over for a lunchtime snack, but when that didn’t happen he decided to pretend nothing had happened and curl back up in the sunshine. (Current temp here: 71 degrees.) On the right, Domino has performed her post-dinner leap into the bookshelf. I have no idea why, but both cats go crazy for a few minutes after they get fed, and this is where Domino frequently ends up. A few minutes later, though, she was snoozing away.
