This is a picture of the world's laziest cat. After the previous day's Vet Trauma, coupled with her getting her flea/tick/heartworm/ringworm/Armageddon cream, my girl wasn't feeling too well. I knew this because:
a. I had to wake HER up to feed her breakfast (which she didn't eat);
b. Everywhere I went, she felt the need to lay either on me or as close to me as possible.
Above is a picture of her completely spread out and enjoying the DVR with Mommy.