Resting

The cats seem to have got a bit of a routine. Come and have a chat when I get up then tear around like loonies for an hour or so then a bit of a kip. When Ant comes down they greet her (much more enthusiastically because she feeds them and makes more of a fuss of them). Then more tearing about, which involves much thundering feet and fighting and then more - much more - kipping. Which today was in the sunshine in the front room for at least four hours