Her Moment in the Sun

I was down the hall, in my office yesterday morning when I heard the most mournful cry. I dashed to the living room to see what was the matter with my girl. Mabel was standing at the back door, clearly looking at something... crying for it. But it was not her "critter cry." It was her "I want that" cry.

I looked out the door and realized what was up. She had noticed her softie rug was finally getting sun - something that hasn't happened in a few months on our Northern exposure back porch. I unfurled the crumpled rug which had been curled by the winds and Miss Mabel positioned herself just so.

It was a happy morning of sunbathing! Don't you love her "No paparazzi while I'm sunbathing face???"