Please fluff my pillow

We have a bonded pair of part Snowshoes (they have pink paw pads like a snowshoe hare) which got themselves fired from their greenhouse job. You just don’t try to climb the walls of a greenhouse, no matter how heavy-duty the plastic cover is. The mice are doubtless celebrating.

But they’re quite content – brother and sister from the same litter; in the photo, bro is toward the sofa back and sis toward the front of the cushions.

Bro’s dozing thought: “Who needs a pillow when you’ve got a fluffy sister?”