My quest to get photo documentation of Wylla's fabulous cataloons continued yesterday, and I spent more time than I would care to admit trying to capture them.
Finally, in the late afternoon I found success when we all stepped out on the deck to enjoy the gorgeous sun. Wylla hopped up on the railing and did her little stroll on the catwalk, which put her little kitten pants at the perfect height for photographing.
Here you go.
Here are Wylla's cataloons and fabulous plume-of-a-tail in full glory!
Aren't they fabulous??
Here's another shot with her tail down. It looks like she's wearing a little pair of fuzzy cowgirl chaps with mismatched boots.
The girls were so happy out there on the deck, and what I thought would be a 30 minute break, turned to almost two full hours of soaking in the sun. I just didn't have the heart to make them come inside -- they were just enjoying it too much. So was I. I love watching my happy cats.