Lenny was rescued at one-week old. His parents were both feral. Believe me, he is no ordinary kitty.

Meet Linus, an absolutely handsome boy who changed mummy’s life forever. It was me that gave her the idea to write about cats. That’s where Paws for Reflection came from, even though it is my bro’s photo in the heading. I’m her Facebook logo though.

And of course, do you recognize the header. I’m Little Yellow, and I inspire mummy to keep on blogging and writing about kitties. Well, yes, me and my other feline siblings.

Here are some photos of my feline family taking it pretty easy in the first of many winter snowstorms.

Linus doesn’t have a care in the world. Suppose he’s dreaming of sugar plums or a catnip mouse?

Pink Collar is dead to the world, with kitty dreams of yummy treats and lots of toys.

Clyde is taking a break from knapping. He wants food.

I’m Baby Lenny. Well, I’m not such a baby anymore. I’m a whopping six-months old, full of vim and vinegar. I’m seeing what kind of mischief I can get into today.

I’m Yellow. That’s right. That’s me in the heading. I’m just frightfully handsome, you know.

This is Linus again, seeing how many acrobatic poses I can do while trying to sleep.

Do you have some funny stories about your kitties on these lazy days. It’s certainly a day to spend in front of the wood fire. Too bad, mummy had to go out and work, so she can get her feline family lots of treats and toys to play with. And please check out the many entries in today’s blog hope below.