Pussy Cat Hunting

Summer evenings when I manage to get home from work in time my three year old daughter likes to go on a pussy cat hunt along the street.

Peeking in all the front gardens to find each of the resident moggies.

Here she has just found Ollie, the street's resident Ginger Tom.

With the hunt successfully completed, it was time for sausage and mash with lashings of ice cream before bed.

Note that she had to wear her new shoes that also match her Mum's shoes.