I have a surfeit of moggies, and will continue to supplement it so long as readers send me photos and stories of their cats. (Again, no guarantees that they’ll be posted, but I’ll try).
Reader Taryn has a cat named “Hitch” (not the only reader with a cat bearing that name), and she sends two photos and a description:
Hitch is a former feral cat who refuses to place a toe outside. He came to live with me during vet school, and has been a wonderful study partner and companion. Despite his rough past on the streets (elbow fracture, multiple scars) he is an incredibly gentle soul that chirps and purrs his way through life. When I return in the evenings, I typically find him slouched against the couch arm, snoozing away.
Why do cats sleep like this?