Today since it was close to 60 I spent it outside cleaning the garden for my growing plants. I have a fenced in yard so my cats also come outside to play when it's nice out.
My cat Bosche is a Manx and she is always on patrol looking for things to pounce on. She absolutely loves being outside and if I would let her she would probably just live outside. She likes to bring me little dead things for presents. If you look closely she has no tail....none at all....just a little tuft of fur that sticks up like a calic , kinda like a bunny tail.... she is known as a Manx Rumpy...I just call her rumpy butt. Bosche enjoys playing fetch with orange colored objects, playing in the bath tub when I turn the water on, and in general following me around the house. She HATES when anyone touches her where her tail should be but isn't.....I think she's very selfconsious about her missing tail.
My other cat, Mr. Remy is not really that into being outside. He enjoys coming out eating some grass or catnip and throwing it all up later for me to walk on in the house. He's a swell old guy who likes to spend his time napping, eating (he especially enjoys baked goods and coffee), and getting held and loved by me, his Mom (he really does think he owns me). Here he is with his face in the baby catnip plant getting high.