No - he’s not dead. But our eastern facing screened in porch has become his favorite spot as of late. And even though the temperature might be hitting 100 today - this is where he wants to be.
If I don’t let him out - this is where he spends most of his time. Staring out the glass door at his favorite spot. Just wishing I would open the door.
Just so he can go back to laying in his favorite spot.
Doesn’t he look like a cranky old man whose nap has been interrupted?