Poor Zoe has mobility problems. He likes to lie on the sofa, but he doesn’t like jumping any more. He can still do it, but it takes him a few tries to work up the courage.

This is what he wants.

He doesn’t like jumping down much more than he likes jumping up.

The cats were hanging out around the driveway as usual when we took this picture. It shows Chloe and her son, Dusty. Can you see Dusty?

He’s hiding in the flower bed. He does that a lot. Sometimes we’ll walk right by him when he’s lying next to the driveway because he’s the same color as some of the rocks we have there.

This is Zoe and Zeke sharing a few moments together in the sun.

They aren’t  buddies, but sometimes they tolerate each other because they both want to lie in the sun.

What in the world is that? It looks like someone stuffed a hairy, black pillow into the cats’ play tower.

No. I guess not. It’s just Sylvester, doubled up like a hairpin.

When Smokey and Zoe are inside, Smokey often tries to get as close as he can to Zoe. They were lying down with their heads touching here before we got the camera.

And then when Smokey gets too close, Zoe eventually bops him and tries to bite him. Poor Smokey. All he wants to say is, “I love you, bro.”