It is of course always nice to be invited by friends to come over for dinner.
It's also really nice when they have friendly cats.
Miss Molly, looking pensive.
Finn, throwing himself at my feet.
He hung around long enough to determine that no one was sharing meatballs with him.
Then after a brief visit closer, went back to bed,
Molly slept the sleep of the truly exhausted on the back of the couch.
Eyes open, no one home.
Then eyes shut.
Sooo sleepy.
It was nice to hang out with all of them.
And, as always, Finn got out of bed as soon as you left, and sat staring at the door all "Where she go? Come back!"
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