There is a lot to be said for a restful Sunday morning.
Unfortunately, whilst he has great depth of knowledge in thigs like where we hide the mushrooms, no one has taught Deimund the cat to know what day of the week it is.
I am sure he thought he was doing me a great service by waking me at 8 am. He must have thought so as the greeting seemed particularly warm and affectionate.
Da man was the next to call. Presumably, with Bethan away, he has been feeling a bit left out.
Not so Seren who has adopted Taliesin as her own and who is currently perched right on the window sill sunbathing and looking out to see what is happening outside.
Outside? Yes outside feels good, outside is a good place for cats on a Sunday morning.
Sunday, 11 April 2010
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