Rough life being a kitty

Byron, our tuxedo kitty, is a creature of habit. By 9am, he is usually sleeping in his spot on the right side of the bed (my side). If I'm still in bed, he'll jump up on me to give me a hint.

Morgan, our tabby, tends to sleep wherever he feels like ... on the couch, on a chair, on the bed, on the floor.

Every once in a while, the boys will sleep on the bed at the same time. This is where I spied them at noon today.

But within an hour, something had happened ... and Morgan was in Byron's spot (with his big butt in the sun) and Byron was on the floor.