These are the cats in their doughnut-shaped beds: nice and cosy in front of the radiator.
Spot the difference.
And the second difference. Poor old cats.
Luckily, Mr Life had ordered some software from Amazon so they had a refuge in the box it came in. Not quite so comfy but - any port in a storm.
He doesn't just pretend to be a cat. He also switches on lights. Here he is, admiring the light he's just put on through that door in the bathroom.
And - off again.
Look - there's a cat in the sink, having a peaceful drink from the tap. Well, it was peaceful until a moment ago.
Yesterday we went to visit Son. He was very hungry but paused for a second to pose helpfully for my blog.
Grandson gave me a sidelong look and continued eating grapes. At home, presumably, Cassie and Sirius enjoyed having the place to themselves.