Every day when I come in from work I am welcomed home by my beautiful bundle of fur, Gorgeous.
She sleeps in the airing cupboard during the morning when I'm out - well, why wouldn't you sleep there? It's warm and cumfy and just the right size! But by the time I've come in the door and put the alarm off I hear her padding down stairs and I get a rub and a meiow. Just a lovely welcome home.
Now most of the time she's as bad as the kids..."maaaam, can I have..." only her maaam is a miaaaaw! She likes to let us know that she's in charge (again, much like the kids!) by going out then looking to come in again and out again 5 minutes later. Just checking that we are there at her beck and call. You guessed it...just like the kids!
But in the evening, once the kids have gone to bed and K and I are sitting down to relax, she appears and hops up on K's or my knee. She kneeds (doesn't look like a correct spelling, but you know what I mean) for a few minutes then settles down for a cuddly snooze. But don't dare move or she just eases over onto the other one's knee! No favourites here!!
She is quite a personality and we all love her to bits.
So, today I am grateful for my darling pussy cat, Gorgeous, and the circumstances that led her to us.
Gratefully yours.
xx
I think the luck was just as much on her side - imagine just walking into a home with that much love coming at ya!
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