My homemade benches are like Lego blocks for backyard kitty lounging. Below are Daisy's tail end (left) and a sleepy-eyed Homer.

Below is Sailor when he still had his chocolate back stripe.

Be not deceived by Betty's alluring smile; the jaws of a beast lurk within (la Bete = the beast).

Below is Gus, my eldest feral, the most charming boy I cannot touch.
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