Caturday, Chiaroscuro Edition

Jake warms two sides of himself on the heated cat bed.

There is only a short period of time when the sun is beaming on that heated pad. He generally makes the most of it.

Jake sometimes makes a cry that sounds as though he's in pain when he uses his litter box. I've come to realize that he is telling me that the litter level is either low or it needs changing altogether. He was doing it on Tuesday night and Wednesday morning. I dumped the litter, scrubbed out the box and put in fresh litter. Not a peep out of him since.