Headless Cat

With lockdown, there isn't much opportunity once the working day is complete to get a photo for the day.
Well my muse, AKA Mo has been my source of blippery for a while.
The house is in turmoil as we prepare for Insurance-replace-athon of the flooring. All good and chattles packed and furniture ready to be liberated from the house in the coming days. Previously incumbered surfaces are free for his lordship to pick his sleeping position for that moment, or afternoon.
Today has seen this be the chose position of choice. Head near welded to the arm of the sofa and largely out of sight.
We dare not ruffle that exposed mid-rif for fear of being captured in the venus-fly-claws ensemble. We know him too well and that this is a ruse to capture claw and nibble those who dare.