This Cat Is Not Dead

Piffle has reached that age where, whenever I find her curled up somewhere unexpected, I have to take a quick look to check she's still breathing.

She spent the entire day fast asleep on the patio, blissfully oblivious of the presence of any passing rival cats. (Actually, I have a sneaky suspicion that she's perfectly aware they're there, but pretends to be asleep because she can't be bothered to stir herself to deal with them but doesnt' want to lose her street cred...)