Today, I emerged from my morning shower to find Emma perfectly centered in this direct sun patch on my bedroom floor. Luckily I had my camera on me, so I could get the shot:

Emma Basks in the Sun

The old gal sure hasn't forgotten how to find her light, has she? She kinda has a Neil Diamond in "The Jazz Singer"-thing going on, you ask me. Or maybe late Sinatra, like right before he started forgetting the lyrics to his songs -- that single spotlight, high drama thing. I think she looks great. Too bad she can't sing.