Dinner On The Veranda

My Dear Princess and Dear Fellows,

I know I've told you before about how Punky makes a BREAK FOR IT as soon as I open his cat food.

This is so he can find his "food place" for that meal. Which is different every time. Sometimes I lose him for ages, and go hunting around the flat for him, trying to find where he wants to be fed. 

So this morning he was on top of a chest of drawers. His tail was all a-quiver and he was purring. Which I took to mean, "dinner up here please".

It has been a lazy Sunday other than that. Another bit of pre-moving tidying, but a lot of films. I think this week at work might be quite stressful, so I am pre-de-stressing. 

If that is a thing.

S.