A creature that never cries over spilt milk: a cat. - Evan Esar
Hope everyone had a good weekend. It got all hots here this weekend. Mum keeps the windows open so we get to enjoy the hots. She doesn't like to run the house chiller on the first warm day of the year.
Since it was such a nice day mum went and got Grampie and all they did was sit in the backyard in the shade. Then they had a quick bite to eat and then she took him back home. Then she found Ducky and I just chillaxin' by the big windows that go to the floor.
Recently Ducky decided I needed a massage. It wasn't a bad job by the little runt.
Mum got all of her planting done, so now she just needs to water and wait for all the pretty flowers.
I got all cuddley and purry with mum last night. She had just gotten out of the shower and was air drying in front of the fan. So I jumped up and the bed and head bonked her. I got lots and lots of cuddles and scritches. See, I can be all lovely like the runt.