Willow and Oscar at the end of a busy day of chasing leaves around the garden (and annoying the hell out of me) decide to rest on the sofa for the day.

Later on tonight they will complain why dinner has been delayed by 5 minutes and that they had tinned Beef two days ago.

Willow will take one look at what I put down in her bowl and look up at me as to say "And this is?" before walking off.

Oscar will wait until I move off the sofa to get a drink from the kitchen so he can move in and take the warm spot I left behind.

Cats, you've got to love them! :)