…is our beloved cat, in case anyone had missed that 😆 He has a tartan, I just found out.
It’s MacDuff, but … close enough.
Anyone who lives with a cat, has probably wondered many times, what’s going on in their heads.
For Christmas, we had a large poinsettia placed in a kind of stand made or wrought iron. Was meaning to put that stand away, but it just hadn’t happened, so it was left sitting there on the drawing room floor. I’d moved it a bit, when I was vacuuming, and all of a sudden he took to placing himself inside of it. Time after time! Once, I saw him doing it … how he ‘backed himself’ in, in the right position. I thought that looked kind of cute and as he seemed to like it there, I figured a cosy tent or cave would be nice. I hung a little blanket over the stand, with the opening towards the room … the way he most often is lying in. He never went in there — he stopped going there altogether! I took away the blanket — he’s back!
Happy St. Patrick’s Day to all!