(Also NOT a photo of my cat-- no camera)
Well, there I was, standing at the window, looking out at the wet snow--it began again, a while ago, and now there's a bit coating the grass and trees.
Anyway, I look down...and there's my fat (as in a Zepplin with fur) ginger and white Tom, Bonnie Prince Charlie, sitting staring longingly up at me, with his paw raised--and at his feet is the little wand with the string and colourful shiny tassels at the end. Awwww! It was sooo--cute! He loves his toy! It's very similar to one he used to play with (and was quite addicted to) when he was a wee kitten...he grew bored with it one day, so I stopped buying those sort of toys for him...but I guess he's feeling nostalgic for his kittenhood or something, because the joy on this cat's face over the gift of this toy...well, I don't have children, but the cats do sometimes act like one. The other two love it, wel...but Charlie's just a bit possessive of it--one of the other cat's comes near it, and he slaps his paw over the string! It's a real hoot!
So, it's exactly ten pm, here in the US, Christmas will be officially over in exactly two hours from now. Pity, that. Boring as it was, I did need the rest and a time out from my troubles--and I certainly got that today--and a bit of bad heartburn, as well---had my cheap mock Shepherd's pie, followed by some shortbread and coffee for dessert, and now I'm paying the price, ha=ha. I wil say something about tinned stew--trying to find the meat in it, can be a bit of an adventure, ha-ha.
