A Cat At Bedtime

My Dear Fellows & Dear Princess,

The pussycats and I have spent another chilled day together. I say "chilled". I've actually been working my way through old episodes of Thriller. Do you remember that show? 

I remember the theme music alone was enough to send me scuttling behind the couch as a kid. Though now I think on it, what on earth were my parents thinking, letting me stay up to watch that show?

Actually, it is not at all bad. I've been pleasantly surprised. And if you are a fan of Helen Mirren, you could give this episode a go. It's really good fun.

In between shows, the boys have had cuddles and plays and as you can see, it was all too much for Jasper. He decided to tuck himself up under the duvet and slept with his head on my leg for ages. He was so happy. He purred and stretched out and dug his claws in uncomfortably close to my willy.

I let go with a little "yeek", but he ignored me. Don't get me wrong, Jasper does love me. But he thinks I am a whiner.

It says something stupid about me that I stayed in that position for far longer than was comfortable. Basically I nearly peed on the poor little beggar, I left it so long.

Caro will be back tomorrow at about lunchtime. I'm sure the boys will be happy to see her. She never pees on anyone.

S.