Dizzy decides tip-toeing through the tulips isn’t as enjoyable as simply cat-napping under them.
Her cousin Pandora finds herself a nice warm sunbeam to repose on. And yes, that white furry bib on her front is as soft to the touch as it looks.
Bruce finds himself something other than other dog’s bums to sniff on the beach. For those intersted in aquatic lifeforms I can confidently tell you that this is the kind of fish naturalists normally refer to as a dead fish.