Working in the garden

When she opened the back door this morning, the sun caught my fur and I sprang into action. With no regard for my health, I leapt onto the patio chair and curled up to wait for intruders. But the sun was in my eyes, and I couldn't keep them open. I must have dozed off because when I opened them again, my tummy was growling like a guard dog.

When I looked up, she was standing on a chair cleaning the windows and muttering about 'cat slime and paw marks everywhere'.

I had two breakfasts. Salmon with prawns and a chicken chaser. I saved some of the chicken in my whiskers for later.