Then he decides to pose, to shade his eyes with his paw. To look cute, so sweet. Staying still so I can get photos of him. And no claws or biting, just wanting comfort and friendship. Warmth, snuggling, happy.
I know not everyone loves cats. They are seen as aloof and stand-offish. But when they trust you. They can be truly loving.
Can’t sleep and I have an ear worm going round in my head ‘all I need is you, all I need is you, and all I ever knew only you’ all because I’m singing at a choir festival on Saturday and I had to learn the backing tune to our rendition of ‘only you’ by Yazoo.
I’m also panicking because I’m in another choir, also singing, but I can’t even remember the song, let alone the words, for that one. All I can remember is that it’s a song by Robert (Rabie) Burns, because it is Burns night on Saturday, when the wee Haggis is praised….
So, trying to sleep in an armchair, but I can’t get off. They recommend you don’t use screens at night, but I’m bored, listening to a little bit of Radio. Got to be out early. No doubt I will be tired out….
I will go back to bed moaning about how tired I am, to listen to snores from someone who doesn’t have that problem….
After a lot of travelling over the last few days I’m having a bit of a rest today.
Been busy driving around North Wales and yesterday on the way back I felt myself almost falling asleep. We decided to take a detour on a road I didn’t know so my brain would keep working and I would have to keep alert. That seemed to help. Got home safely about 7 hours after setting off!
Today I had a lie in, didn’t get up till 11 after listening to the radio. Then my hubby went out and got Staffordshire oatcakes for breakfast. Very tasty.
I won’t go on… But if I think of something more interesting I might blog it.
A couple of friends visiting my exhibition at the Waiting room gallery today. I’ve spent most of the time sleep deprived because of my hubby waking me up in the middle of the night worrying about something, then the cats decided to break my favourite glass bowl. When I finally got a bit of sleep it was time to do things like running round trying to organise things including visiting the vets about our stray cat in the garden problem (has he got somewhere to live), getting organised about a performance next weekend in Newcastle-under-Lyme, visiting the shop to get snacks and drinks for my solo exhibition. (who knew no one seems to sell little bottles of beer anymore, they used to be all the rage? Then the main dual carriageway, to where the exhibition is, was coned off and closed to traffic! Got there a few minutes late feeling like a wet weekend in Whitby (which is actually beautiful before anyone asks). A few hours chatting to people about painting. Now to rest. Tomorrow is busy too!