Now that the weather is turning warmer, the cats are finding cooler places to sleep. Such as the floor. Or (when children are present) the top of bookcases.
Or, in Cleo's case, this remarkably uncomfortable-looking spot on top of our laserjet printer:
Cleo has a very good sense of balance, in general, but for some reason the other day she misjudged it. One moment she was on the printer, elegantly washing places where cats like to wash with one leg high in the air, and the next moment she had fallen, remarkably neatly, into the waste paper basket below:
She stayed there, looking faintly bemused, for a couple of minutes. Plenty of time for me to find my camera and snap a photo. She didn't struggle, or even try to get out. Perhaps she was pondering whether it was another good place to sleep.
I took pity on her, picked her up, and put her back on the printer. Which, she decided, was not quite such a good place to sleep after all.