being a cat. The picture below is what greeted us when we arrived home from a trip out today. He opened one eye, chirruped and then went back to sleep.
The pose reminds me of Ronald Searle's cat portraits.
On another note my blind date** didn’t go so well last night, by the time I got to bed I was too tired to read much, resulting in me being bonked me on the nose by my blind date, as I fell asleep while reading.
** The Daydreaming Boy by Micheline Aharonian Marcom