It’s a quiet Saturday here at the Desert Compound. The weather is gorgeous. The sun is bright, there’s a bit of a breeze, and it’s not overly hot.
Truman is enjoying the quiet of our home and taking a nap in the middle of the floor. True to form, he prefers to be close-by instead of being on top of us. He’s definitely not a snuggler. I enjoy his ambivalence that is so cat-like.
