Pecking order dutifully observed
Life isn't much at the moment - I'm locked away in my ivory tower trying to find mistakes in a book. I start early in the morning, have occasional moments of interaction with my family, read stories, say goodnight, and sit for an hour or two with a whisky and a book and two cats for company. Then I crash. Then I repeat.
This is what it is like everyday for the cats. Except for the whisky of course, they are Babycham girls and wouldn't be seen dead with a scotch, unless it was liberally doused in ginger ale and had a pink umbrella sticking out of the glass.