Cat refuge

After lunch, Matt and Indy were enjoying a gentle moment. Matt was reminiscing about when he’d first met him, as a tiny kitten round at his pal’s house.

Later, I was chatting with George about how Indy had mellowed. “Yes,” he agreed. “But then, me and Andy don’t chase him around the house all the time any more.”

Couldn’t help thinking the cat’s had a pretty varied life.