My daughter has come to stay and has brought her kitten. It's funny - I can't really remember any cat we owned being that small! But when we went to bed last night, we left her by the fire in the lounge, and she obviously wanted our company because she followed us through to the bedroom. Spent the night on the bed, for a part of it she was happily under the duvet snuggled into my tummy, and another part of it lying on my wife's neck. Unfortunately, when she decided 5am was wake-up time, it was too much.
So far today she has destroyed my china "chicken" mug, and is now attacking my hand as I type! She's eying up the chickens as if they're prey, except they are comfortably larger than she is. She'll sleep like a baby later.
Hopefully this is the closest I get to being a grandpa for a while yet 😊
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