The things that cats do

Oh the innocence of a cat's face.

I needed to put the binding on a quilt and had it all set up by the sewing machine to start stitching.

At that moment Simba arrived and made himself comfortable amongst the folds of the quilt.

There was no moving him.  He settled down for a big sleep.

A couple of hours later I returned to do my job without a cat on the scene/quilt.