Room and Board

Q just wants to be left in peace, to sleep curled up and quiet. I can't resist taking picures of her because she looks so cute to me.

This never makes her happy and she curls up even tighter, her little back feet looking more like a squirrel to me than anything. So I take more photos, of course.
Polo decides to join her on the ironing board and thinks about what he'd prefer to do next. A nap or an attack.

In the end, the nap wins out and there is harmony, albeit briefly. And Q covers her nose with her tail, signifying that she thinks he stinks. But as he's twice her size and half her age, she keeps her opinion to herself. And me. And now, you.