Back to cat

Having left till today collecting new tyres and other chores that I should have done yesterday, we had our usual scramble to leave for the hills and kept the friend who came with us waiting patiently. Still, the traffic wasn’t too bad, we stopped for delicious sausage sandwiches on the hill and otherwise had a pretty good journey.
 

The cat has survived her long banishment – just. She’s skin and bone but emerged from her bolthole behind the fridge (warmest place in the kitchen) and hasn’t stopped purring since. Think I’ll have to let her sleep on the bed with us (she has already scrambled up, with a little help).