Get That Camera Out Of My Face

I woke up this morning with Moot standing beside the bed, front paws on the mattress. It was obviously quite important as he had grabbed the sheet with fully extended claws. Sadly, he's rubbish at remembering how to let go of things when he's got his claws stuck in them. He just pulls and pulls untilyou end up with a big rip in your new sheet....

He had his Christmas tuna in spring water - this is something he especially likes. Although I must admit to being puzzled as to where he got his taste for tuna from. Perhaps he was a fisherman in a previous life.

It has been a lovely unpressured day and that looks to continue. Our only decision being which one of us plays the recorder and which one the small set of pan pipes that we have received as presents.

I hope you had, and are continuing to have, a lovely day.