By Sally Crawford, who single-handedly got Waterstone’s to list poetry and literature separately Bloggy interests: the arts; architecture; nature in the city; the quality of urban food
tut-tut:
Yes (tee hee).
You should see the way he gets in - launches himself from the low filing box opposite, at a precise angle, like some furry bird entering its nest hole.
Merisi:
He usually leaves his tail hanging out because basically he wants me to find him and tell him how clever he is.
Purrespondence, yes?
Posted by:tut-tut | May 13, 2008 at 03:30 PM
Oh, Ludovica,
you are so my girl! *streeeetch*
(Now, where to find a hidaway?)
Posted by:Merisi | May 13, 2008 at 04:06 PM
tut-tut:
Yes (tee hee).
You should see the way he gets in - launches himself from the low filing box opposite, at a precise angle, like some furry bird entering its nest hole.
Merisi:
He usually leaves his tail hanging out because basically he wants me to find him and tell him how clever he is.
Posted by:Sally Crawford | May 13, 2008 at 06:52 PM
*yawns*
Posted by:lettuce | May 16, 2008 at 09:46 AM
Ah, well, he's not actually relaxing in this pic. He's stretching himself out and saying (in cat) 'over my dead body do you take out another file'.
Posted by:Sally Crawford | May 16, 2008 at 11:00 AM