You know it's bound to happen......one arm slips ever so slightly over the edge, and you're falling downwards into oblivion.........or, at least, over the edge of the lounge.
And then there's the Sunday afternoon where you just can't seem to sleep.......and life is just one big bounce and flop from sun patch to sun patch. But in the end Sunday is meant for regrouping, whether it be grooming one's fur, or falling off a lounge, or finding that perfect sunny spot...
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