Asleep at the top of the cat tower, Mango rolled over and fell to the ground. I can now say from direct observation that drowsy cats don’t land necessarily on their feet.
I’ll be at the ranch again this weekend. A reprieve for R: his snath hasn’t arrived yet. But we have this most outstandingly safe wood splitter. I’m not a great hand with an axe, but I split an entire wheelbarrowful myself last weekend with this tool. R could lounge in his hammock, if we had a hammock.
In other news, this is coming along nicely. It has taken far longer than imagined, but it is going to worth the wait.