You Are In Terrible Danger...

... Quake With Fear You Tiny Fool.

Sometimes I think Moot really, really hates.

And then he just meows and starts rolling over my feet. Which is great until he thinks my toes are chipolatas.

That'll be cats then.

Good news today - friends will be visiting at the end of September and have got flights and hotel sorted. It seems to be easier to visit Germany than islands in the Med.

Look into his eyes. Deep into his eyes. Feel yourself becoming weightless.

You are now here.

Bwahahaha.