Green Eyes

A black and white cat appeared over mum's garden wall then sat for ages looking down at what must have been a mouse hole. I was clocked as soon as I opened the door for a quick shot; one look and it scarpered pronto.

I've sat and chatted with Mum all day putting the world to rights and making copious cups of tea. I'm finding dementia quite hard to deal with but we are laughing a lot so that has to be a good thing.