Handsome Tom, helping us tear down the ceiling. Note how tubby he's grown:
HT says, "Hands are for skritching handsome cats, not taking pictures."
Isabeau emerged from hiding long enough to climb the ladder:
Pretty pretty Esme in the window:
...now with extra emo!
In the first Jilly pic, you can see the scratches HT left on her nose. Poor boo.
I dreamt about Zee last night. She was asleep against the outside of the sliding screen door. When I went out to pet her, she was sleek and healthy and her fur was warm from the sun. I wish I could have taken a picture of that.