Feline Sunset

Oliver has never been "quite right" in the head. He was a rescue cat, and was probably traumatized as a kitten.

It's hard to tell. He can't speak English.

Today, in a rare appearance (he's been hanging out in the basement again), he allowed me to snap this photo.

The late afternoon sun grazed the kitchen floor, leaving Ollie in a ray of redness. This photo has not been filtered or retouched. Only cropped.

Not quite sure what he was looking at. Probably dead things.

He's funny that way, but I still love him.