30 October 2011

That really can't be that comfortable!

At my front door is a wood basket full of twisty willow twigs. This morning there seemed to be a bit of a commotion out there. I could not see anything when I first glanced to see what was going on.
Then something in the bottom of the basket twitched. Mad Rana the cat had decided to sleep in among the twigs, almost as if she had made herself a nest, daft cat.

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