Please Go Away, He Wished to Tell Us

The weather turned from pleasant to nasty to really awful to pleasant, and repeated, all day. Consequently, we stayed indoors almost exclusively.

Oz just can't handle this. He follows us everywhere, and by time evening comes around, he is so tired that he can barely move.

But still, he has to sleep near us, so even then he can't rest very well cause some dope with a camera keeps bugging him by taking his picture.

But at least I finally have a shot of him where he doesn't look like the saddest cat in the world...now he is the sleepiest.