This morning I snoopervised mum doing the garden. She mowed the lawns and picked up all the big leaves that got blown down in the winds we have had this past week. Washing is on, and the dishwasher is getting cleared. She might stop by the supermarket for supplies. All before an afternoon shift.
Thanks for all the scratching advice. I seem to have stopped now. I have lots of places that I am allowed to scratch. However mum has never let me scratch the furniture and in the past five years I have never touched the couches at all. It must have been a cat in prison who taught me bad habits. You never know who you are going to get locked up with.