Harvest time or Still Life with Cat

We took the last of the apples of the tree in our garden this morning. Our house was built in the 1930s and, before the houses were built, the land was used as an orchard. We presume that the tree in our garden is a remnant of that orchard. The apples are quite sweet but it's often a race to get them before the birds do. It was also apparent that the tree will need some pretty robust winter pruning. Rocky the cat was an interested spectator before it all became too much for him and he dozed off. ,