For some peculiar reason, El Tigre likes to nap with his head propped on the side of the printer.
I haven't quite figured that one out yet.

He's a diabetic, and we adopted him from a lady whose visa had expired. She'd already returned to Scotland, but he'd been boarded at a vet in Kentucky for six months or so. We're used to that level of care (it's not really that onerous, once you get the routine down), and diabetics are hard to find homes for; we couldn't let him sit there waiting for a home that might never come.

He's not really a lap cat -- more of an on-the-sofa-by-you cat -- but he's a real sweetheart. He's strikingly like the late Emperor Norton in personality.

First try with the new-to-me digital: Nikon D2x, 85/1.8, ASA 400, 1/80 @ f/2.