I know a dark, secluded place……..

……..A place where no one knows your face.
A glass of wine, a fast embrace.
Its called Hernando's Hideaway. Ole!

So CashtheCat went awol this morning……he didn't come down for his breakfast (in itself HIGHLY unusual, the sound of the cat-food cupboard door opening usually brings him running!) I eventually found him wedged behind the sofa in the bedroom getting up-close-and-personal with a radiator…….

PS….that carpet was originally plain blue…..so it's obviously not the first time he's been there then…….