Pictures like this make me smile.
I have this morbid prediction that one of my cats will die while I am gone and no one will tell me for fear of breaking my heart. This fear probably stems from the fact that wild dogs, hawks, horse kicks and the like have dramatically robbed me of many beloved kitties over the years. My wonderful mom takes her documentation role quite seriously and randomly sends me photos proving that Zebo, Ziggy, and Frick-or-Frack are alive and well, indeed.
This makes me laugh and I love it! Who gets photos emailed to them of their CATS?! My mom is awesome.