
Caturday
Featuring Jack in all his glorious fuzziness. I was photographing jewellery in the last of the afternoon sun when along came a great big ball of fuzz in search of a sunny spot. He plonked himself down right on top of my necklace and stretched out to snooze. “Excuse me!” said I, but he would not deign to acknowledge me. Except to deliver a withering glare and show off his whiskers. A rustle in the garden – what was that?! Nothing there – flop! See what I mean about the whiskers? You’ll have to wait till tomorrow for the pictures … Continue reading Caturday