Where does the time go? My big gorgeous gormless galoot is “suddenly” 7 years old. Here are a couple of pics I took this past week (keeping Deb happy). Hard to believe he was the runt of the litter…
Happy Birthday Loki!
So I got a new duvet, a bit bigger, a bit warmer… and as you can see, the cats love it. Especially Morcilla who adorably gets under it with me during the night. But every morning when the cats know I’m awake, they all pile on top of me. Then huddle together after I get up. My furry little heat-seeking missiles.
A few months ago I saw this sofa in the window of El Corte Inglés and I WANTED IT. I mean, it’s nothing terribly exciting, but I love its simplicity and clean lines. But I also know that no soft furnishings would ever last around here. What’s weird is that I have never actually wanted a sofa before, precisely for this reason. At present an old IKEA sofa bed still serves in the living room, along with a second-hand arm chair, both of which are covered in cotton throws (as is my wheelie office chair). And in spite of being covered they are all ripped to shreds.
Anyhow, I was walking by El Corte Inglés again the other day and saw that my dream sofa has a matching chair!!! Waaaah!