My adorable gray tabby Elsa was looking over my shoulder as I pulled this story up. I'm afraid to report that she is stricken with a terrible fit of jealousy. She's also a simple farm cat who charmed her human, but now she's suffering from about of insecurity over the relative prominence of her human, and perhaps therefore of herself. On the other hand coming naps are good. So she's settling in for one. (I was just about to post a photo, when I couldn't find any way to do that. Medium just keeps making its interface more and more unusable. Sigh.)