Spent the whole day meditating under a
heater. Well, to be more precise, I meditated in between
Brat-2’s numerous screeching tantrums. Had an amazing thought -
‘If mice were the size of dogs, catching just one would provide
tasty snacks for a whole week.’
Trousers still won’t let me climb onto my new
chair - he’s still running it in for me. How kind. Sometimes
he’s too kind for my own good.
Must see Snowball tomorrow - I expect she’s
missing me even more than I’m missing her.