Holding hands

Well, paws… this is how Mr Tibbs likes to sleep on my knee. If his paws aren’t draped over my arm he likes me to hold them and rub them gently with my thumb. Must relax him or something I guess.
Bit of a nothing day, planned on cycling first thing but it was raining so just littered about the house, sorted out my writing folders, read my book (Just.Got.Real. by Jane Fallon - quite enjoying it but saw the twist coming and think I know how it’s going to end ….
Spent quite a bit of time with Bear today as I was sweeping up all his hair from the floors and giving them a mop so that there’s not too much to do for his folk coming home on Tuesday. I think I’ll just call him hair Bear from now on…