Some Days Are Just Not Packed

Lucky then that there are elevated resting places, which I particularly like, un peu partout. Sleeping is one of the things I do best when it comes to that. If I have a choice, I sleep on top of or immediately alongside mum. She says I'm like a Band Aid, but I don't think she's too upset.

The other option is in her chair, where it smells like mummy. She then has to sit in the other one, with a dog fake fur on it. In the city, most of the time I end up in her armchair on her lap. All attention on me an no work can be done. Perfect!