Yoda, having a yawn and a stretch on the arm of her favorite couch. She often sacked out there, sprawled with her legs hanging on both sides of the couch's arm.

Thanks to the skylight, sunlight bathed that arm in the summer, creating a warm spot for her afternoon nap. Once 'ensconced', she was reluctant to leave, and we frequently found her still sleeping long after the sun had moved on. Teasing her about it frequently produced this result.

Rest well, dear kitty. We'll meet again one dayl.