After work today we went for a walk at Trentham; we walked by the lake where the Miss Elizabeth was ferrying passengers to and fro between the gardens and the monkey forest. We heard a heron calling, I've never heard one before, a sort of cross between the calls of a goose and a crow. We went into the Craft Fair; there were some lovely things, home made soaps, candles, preserves, handbags, scarves and bears to name just a few. Then it was home to make sure the lovely lady below was all right.
All this week I've been looking after her fluffiness for our friends next door whilst they are in Wales. I've never come across a more laid back cat; as you can see she takes her leisure very seriously. The daily routine is as follows, up at 5a.m. usual morning routine for us and our own cats fed before I pop round to open curtains and feed Miss Fluffy just before we leave for work at 6a.m. back home for 12 noon, sort out our cats and then round again to check her and let her out. In between a cat nap for me and then back for her food around 5p.m. Household chores, evening meal and a perhaps bit of TV then back at 9p.m. to check once more, draw curtains and lock up for the night. Of course, this isn't going down well with our cats who follow me round and and cry at the kitchen door and peer through the conservatory windows, thoroughly disapproving of my treachery.