Someone dribbled a big blob of buff cat on my kitchen floor. (Yes, I know; we're working on Abby's weight. Food is under control, now it's all about exercise. A concept which, having been confined for 3 months in one room because he's one of the new kids, he doesn't understand. He merely follows me around the house and parks himself on the floor at my feet. I think he wants to make sure I don't forget to feed him...)
Another sun worshipper.
Best way to birdwatch, if you're a house cat.