Because I disturbed her nap, Coppertop looks at me with perhaps mild annoyance. Perched on he throne on the seat of the old tractor, she is enjoying a brief bit of sun. And that's the only kind of sun we've had lately: brief. Otherwise, it seems like endless wind, rain, and chilly temperatures, with little respite in sight.
I hear some parts of the country are experiencing unseasonably warm weather. You could send some this way; the kitties wouldn't mind at all!