Brotherly Love

It was a beautiful Sunday morning in Fuengirola... for a while. Rain and clouds quickly returned (and left and returned, and left and returned), but not before Dudo and Musy (aka Moose) got to enjoy some of the sunshine and fascinating views. Their favorite spot (among many) is the front bedroom window from which they can see the entire beach. San Geraldo opened the window this morning and both cats climbed out (Dudo more readily than Moose). Dudo is very proud of himself when he jumps down to the terrace and comes back in through the living room. He runs through the house until he's in the bedroom again. He struts into the room and heads right back to the window sill. If he had hands, he'd probably throw them up in the air and say, "Ta da!"  

DUDO. "I'M NOT IN TROUBLE, AM I?"

The sun is back out for a while and Dudo has made his "ta da" tour three times in the 10 minutes I've been sitting and typing. If I don't acknowledge his return, he barks at me (one of those little cat barks). By the way, click on the photos. Some of them will cat-apult themselves to enormous proportions.

MOOSE, NOT QUITE AS SURE OF THINGS AS HIS BROTHER. 

DUDO, EASING MOOSE ONTO THE LEDGE.

DUDO HAS TO INSPECT EVERY SQUARE INCH.

I HEADED OUTSIDE FOR A DIFFERENT VIEW.

BFFs.