Mum welcomed my company back on the bed last night. She secretly thinks that her new Indian quilt has enticed me back to the mother bedroom. Even though she tossed and turned like a demon last night, I stuck out the whole night with her, clinging on by my claws.
So it is 7.44 pm and she is watching the Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe on TV, and I am bunkering down for my 13 hour night sleep. Mum is going to dip some strawberries in chocolate in the ad breaks, so she has some tasty snacks to take to work tomorrow.