The outsider

Titchy loves to sit at the kitchen window, looking in on us from the outside. I always open the window and put some treats on the windowsill for her, and we've taken to calling this practise the "Titchy buffet"... she also accepts bits of cheese if we're out of treats, FYI.

A lovely relaxing Sunday (albeit with a couple of hour's work), the fire's on and we're about to watch an Alan Partridge film, apparently.