Cool Cat

Douggie looks on while we eat our lunchtime sandwich in the deepest shade we could find. He doesn't like the heat.  But he does have rather a lot of personal insulation.

I have done a bit in the garden - hacking down a wildly overgrown shrub.  And digging up the last of a campanula that had spread over half a bed.  TM has shredded the shrub prunings and emptied two of the compost heaps - madness on a day like this, but there's no telling him.  

Percy has slept all day in his bed in front of the stove - like TM he seems to be heat-proof.