We lost the cats last night – they were missing when it came time for us to put them to bed. I found them on the chair in my workroom, looking very cute curled up there together. I grabbed the camera but Treacle left the scene of the crime before I could focus. Teddy, always the last to get his gears meshed, had his guilt recorded in full…
He seemed little grumpy at having been woken.
Definitely a Psammead!