Fey snuggling under patchwork blankets (I’m off-camera).
Fey and me staying cool by lying on the floor.
Me and Fey.
[Fey lying against my leg with her head resting on my ankle.]
Me and Fey snuggling. I’m worn out. Following tech support directions earlier today was like trying to run with your legs submerged in a marsh or something. And the directions were easy. My brain feels all blank.
More Fey hiding under her cat stairs. At least she’s relaxed enough to lie down. But she still looks terrified. :-(
This is Fey hiding under her cat stairs. We are both in the bathroom during a nasty thunderstorm that I didn’t want to keep having to monitor visually for the weird cloud movements that happened in the last one and were beginning to happen a little in this one. She ran in here after a particularly loud thunderclap and I followed. You can see how terrified she is with those big eyes. :-/
[Fey sitting in my powerchair. In one photo she is stretching, in the other, kittyloafing.]
Fey likes to rotate through a bunch of different sitting spots in the house. Right now, she’s using my powerchair. I don’t blame her, the gel cushion is very comfortable. (She doesn’t get to sit on my air cushion, or she’d destroy it with her claws.) It works great until I have to use the chair. At which point it sometimes takes the Incoming Arse Of Doom before she’ll get out.
[Me and Fey snuggling in bed with my hair over my face.]