Here is sweet Clyde, lost last week to cancer, at age 13.

Went skiing in Colorado. I tried it anyway. Skiing isn't my thing, but I did enjoy the views. Majestic!

Waiting to see if Clyde leaves anything behind...

Clyde is being a very good boy.

There's a vent under her somewhere.

Clyde has 5 perfectly good cat beds elsewhere but chooses the basket. I just let him because he's so dang cute.