Told you I was clever

Looking all innocent when really what I want to do is this: Don't you just love the way the ears go forward as if joining in the attack

I love cross stitch

I can think of nothing better to do in the evening than to sit on my mum's lap. It's so warm and snugly and if I'm lucky, she will get out her cross stitch. Oooh, I love it and tonight I am in luck.

Look at that needle disappear through that hole and the sound of the thread. The loop is getting smaller, I better catch it quick.

Oh dear, she's put it away! Maybe she doesn't like claws in her finger.

I wonder if I'm quiet, curl up and pretend to be asleep, she will get it out again. Oh, I hope so.

I'm getting to be a big boy

This is Tugger's usual position when I'm at the computer, cursor watching! Now he is growing, he can really get in the way, but he's lovely with it. Even when he adds unnecessary letters to what I am typing.

Now he is getting bigger he has learned to use all the cat flaps. This means he now can go in and out as he wants. Only trouble is, like a mother and her kids, I can't settle to sleep at night until I have heard him come in. Hopefully, I'll grow out of it when Tugger gets older.