Nested

Since I turned on her heat pad senior cat Nest has been cosily ensconced in her winter quarters, a trug in the conservatory. Apart from mealtimes she chooses to live there because she feels relatively  safe from her relentless enemy, her granddaughter Cleo. Why there is such antagonism between the two we have no idea.

Nest is twelve now. I know this because I blipped her arrival into the household in November 2011.