I was not harassed or nagged about breakfast not appearing magically as I walked into the kitchen ..
I was met with a cup of very good coffee ( thank you Mr Coffee maker aka Cuisinart ).
The cats are enjoying a quiet / silent , warm, Sunday morning with a few clouds and whispers of Beeeg Storms on the way.
As long as I don't hear the H word, I am OK.
Speaking of H words ... the S word never scared me ...
I just knew I had to scurry to the stores and stock up on things and the only worry was that the heat/electricity stayed on.
And the sight of the utility bills at the end of winter ... that was kind of scary.
I am missing Home , big time.
I am quite comfortable here and really have no complaints .. only the missing of where I would rather be ...
Cats are funny. They have such different personalities and likes and dislikes.
My grandmother had Siamese cats for years and years ... her last one was Suzie .. Suzie hated me.
I was her Rival.
If I was visiting and the cat was ,as always, sitting on the arm of the chair my grandmother liked .. if my grandmother talked to me, the cat would gently reach up and put her paw on my grandmothers mouth ....
Shhhhh .... don't talk to her .... make her go away ....
I am happy to say .. well, maybe not That happy, but when I have company, my cats are all over the visitor.
I should put a sign out - Beware of Cat Hair .. Enter at your own risk ... Lint rollers available.
So the cats and I are spending a nice quiet Sunday , with books, interesting tasty food and plotting and planning.
Wishing you a Lovely Sunday .. you can tell me about it if you like ...
Nothing like a cat chat
My beautiful boy Merlin .. he pats my face with those huge hairy paws .. gentle as can be...