Look at these bookend photos. Most evenings Symon just curls up and goes to sleep after I get home. The one on the left was taken April 14th and the one on the right was taken April 15th.
When I get home, Symon usually lets me pick him up and snuggle;
I sit down in the chair and he purrs and lets me snuggle.
Although when I start pointing the camera, he gets irritated.
He went onto his bins, so I followed for a pic:
Sometimes he's squirming:
This is when he throws his head back, because he's happy:
He wasn't too happy with the snuggling this day:
Last night, the 16th, he walked away when I tried to pick him up, so I respected his personal space. He came over to sniff at me.
Then he went to the back window for awhile:
Earlier this week, after snuggling, he went onto the nightstand:
Then he started grooming, having just had a snack.
Then he went over to his bins:
I kept waiting for him to stop and sit up so I could take a nice picture. This is what I took:
He kept on with his bath:
The Longest Cat Bath, ever.
Nope, still not done.
Then he settled down for a nap: (Yes, it's those two pics again)
I am still trying to figure out what i'm doing next Art-wise. >: P
Nothing yet. Doing lots of writing and brainstorming. And still not able to get to bed at a decent hour. By the time I do a short workout, shower, have dinner, wash my cups and containers, do dishes, do any lunch prep for the next day, and make decaf tea, it is 8:30 pm before I am settled in bed and winding down for the evening. I usually attempt to get some drawing done. But sometimes I just scroll through Twitter or Tumblr and then it's nearly 9:30 and I have to brush my teeth. Then Steve calls on his 10:00 break.