Loki has been a bit annoying of late, always with his little mew and clamouring for attention (trust me, mew-mew-mew all the time stops being cute after a couple of hours). Then today I thought that he might be channelling Sunny again and so I got out Sunny’s stool, put it a safe distance from the electric heater and … Loki is suddenly as happy (and quiet) as a clam, sitting between me and Nog as we work away on a chilly Sunday afternoon.

… and a potentially dangerous one if someone sat down without looking first.

Though of course not as death-defying as Azar’s sofa walk.