Our Tom

For once, Tom decided that he'd pose for his portrait! In his 21st year, he's a sweet, gentle old soul - no longer the hunter and climber of his younger days. He rarely ventures outside any more, and we don't really miss the birds and mice - dead and very much alive(!) - that he used to bring in through the cat flap!

A strange sort of day! Maybe we're suffering from delayed shock/disappointment of the house sale falling through, but we both found it very difficult to crawl out of bed this morning. When we finally surfaced, it was a mad dash to clean and tidy the house before a viewing - a young couple with a set of parents who were rather early in arriving. Aaaargh! Afterwards, slumped on the sofa with a cup of tea and bar of chocolate!

Hopefully, normal service will be resumed tomorrow...