Lounger

We’re all plodding along quite nicely, doing our thing, rubbing along well. Alfie has become semi-nocturnal, coming down at about 2pm for a large bowl of cereal, huge glass of orange juice and a massive mug of coffee. He then disappears back to his room only reappearing for dinner. There’s usually signs of a midnight snack scattered over the kitchen worktops when we get up in the morning.
Poppy on the other hand, gets up at a reasonable hour, has conventional meals and regular times and has spent more time with us in the last couple of weeks than she has in the last few months put together. I took a sneaky photo of her after she jumped onto my sun lounger this afternoon. Seemed like a fair exchange!