Friday, November 24, 2017

LucyFur, sleeping


You wouldn't think that this dear, peaceful cat was someone who turns into a solid growling boulder of aggrieved tabby around five o'clock every morning, would you? - aggrieved that Moth would dare even occupy the same bed.  Whilst I always miss her (and Mothy) when I travel, I also look forward to uninterrupted sleep ...

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