Mum was wondering a week or so ago how close I was to jumping back on her bed. You see I haven't been in bedroom to sleep or even visit for close to 5 months, as in the warmer weather I gravitate to the living room and out on the deck. Last night when mum went to bed, I chased her into the bedroom and jumped onto her bed. I spent all night pinning her to one place on the bed. Mum better get used to not being able to roll over for the next four months at all. Winter must be coming.
Mum went to the hairdresser tonight - three hours of fun and reading/skimming through about 5 magazines before settling on her book. Luckily she had time to pop in home on the way and feed me my feast before she went. So I was happy - and went back to my position on the bed.