Today I stood a little watching my cats, the female one (Chicca) was stretching and rolling on the grass of my garden under the sun. The male one (Ciccio) was happily sleeping into his little house, they are fat and happy.

Then I had to go working...

The next life I want to be a cat...

That can be arranged....
   

Here Kitty,Kitty,Kitty!

Ah, yes. The life of a cat.

I'd trade places with any cat I've ever owned, anytime.

Oh yeh, that's the truth....a cat's life for me.
We had a big fat tabby, I used to go to work, come home cold from the ride and there would be Oscar, in the same place as when I left in the morning. Once the cheeky swine stayed asleep and after about half an hour he wakes up and starts yowling for food. Personally I think he was waiting for the house to warm up before he got up

Yes, it´s great to be born as a cat ( .. born Leo, what else than a big fat lazy cat, and even in some chinese zodiac Rabbit equals Cat, as shown by the icon down left)

The male cat, "Ciccio" (fatsy) lives his personal life in the garden, he is always sleeping in his little house, the female, Chicca (no translation) is more active and goes everywhere in the houses near mine...  When me or my brother come home she hear the engine of the car, spring out from a bushand foolows me or my brother into the house where she sleep all the time on the couch (or over my stomach...)