Furry Friend

Sometimes I think that Rani is a guard dog in a cat’s body. She follows me everywhere around the house and garden, as if she wants to watch over me. Next to my bed at night, next to my desk when I work, and next to the couch now while I’m writing this.

Today was a grey day, cooler and much windier than yesterday and with occasional drizzle. B and I went for a walk in the afternoon, and constantly tried to find paths between trees, to shelter from the wind. 

Apart from the walk, I spent a day in the office, doing paperwork for my mother. So, not exactly an exciting Sunday.