Furry Elf

Outside, it was a very unpleasant day - foggy with cold drizzle. I didn’t go further than to the postbox, a few minutes up the main street.

I used the morning for paperwork and phone calls, and wrote Christmas cards (mostly on behalf of my mother) after lunch. 

At some point I went into the kitchen to get a mug of coffee. As I came back, this furry helper sat on the table, writing Christmas cards playing with the pen.