Theo on the favourite windowsill spot (Alfie is sat there as I type).
Butter wouldn't melt would it?!!The little wretches managed to open the door between the kitchen and the stairs to the bedrooms about 4.30 a.m. this morning. I know who did it - Alfie! He who is always opening cupboard doors in the kitchen at night and letting them slam shut again (poor Tam - her bedroom is over the kitchen). Alfie came on our bed, and laid, purring like a grampus (very pleased with himself!) just where I wanted to put my legs. Then someone else started to scoot up and down the hall. Then Theo (as it turned out) decided it would be wonderful to make a nice snug pussy-cat bed in the discarded sheets of newspaper outside our room (waiting for someone - it is bound to be me!- to take them downstairs for disposal.) Then Alfie went into the hall and I could hear him retching with a fur ball. That was the bit that got me out of bed . . .
Ghengis in his favourite spot, the steps up to the side garden. He likes it over here. He was out helping Tam and I in the garden a couple of days ago (when it stayed dry long enough).
Finally, Theo and Little Whale helping some cushions of Tam's to "be aired". I think this means they are now cat beds . . . This is the pink bedroom, which has a lovely deep windowsill, south-facing, and just perfect for seed trays. I think the cats will have to find comfy new nests when we get the seeds started!
Right, that's a quick roundup anyway. Now I have to do some baking as I promised our next door neighbour a cake for mending a small hole in the stable roof (two or three new tiles). He didn't want paying, bless him, so I promised a cake, and will do some biscuits too.
One final photo of the back of the house showing my kitchen window at the same height as the back lawn! Great for bird-watching :) You can just see a bit of the view of Aberedw hill between the trees.