It’s hard to get a good picture of Boots with so much light coming through that window but when I’ve been in the sewing room longer than he thinks I should, he climbs up in one of the windows and I think he thinks he can see me but I can no longer see him.
We had no idea about Boots when we finished that room and I’m so glad we put those big, wide window sills in there. He loves sitting up there and looking out, or sleeping with the sun shining through on him.
I was ironing and this window is above the ironing table and he was looking down at me. He’s such a sweet cat.