Well it seems the difficult question about if the cats could fit inside the red beret bed was solved for everyone this morning. I came down and Calla was plunked right on top of it, squashing it flat. Soon Julie was also taking a turn on the new bed.
I’m not sure which of the two of them was the one who settled the issue.
Gus has no need for the new-fangled fancy cat beds when his old traditional beds do just fine, thank you very much.
Julie didn’t spend all the day in bed. Some part of it was spent wallowing in sunbeams.