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We’re having an early summer here in Southern California. Yesterday it was 90 degrees outside, and you know what that means: piles of cats snoozing in the afternoon warmth. As I write this they’re in almost exactly the same positions, enjoying their midday siestas. After all, what else is there to do between breakfast and dinner?
