The dog days of summer

Hmm, here at this house we can't have dogs, but we have a huge cat who thinks he's a dog. I like to call those summer hot days the cat days of summer. Here's a few funny pictures of our furry little weirdos.

Fluffen would spend her mornings lounging by the pool. I'm so glad she never managed to scratch a hole in the thing!

And for Alexander, even after we shaved most of his thick mane off, he was still so hot. He spent most of his days doing his animal skin rug impression, wherever he could find the space.