I was very excited when I got home from work yesterday. I had a letter from my penpal in Kansas. In the letter was a nice Christmas card and a typed letter. It was so exciting to read about someone else's life on the other side of the world.

Below is my very spoilt cat Kirby. In the next two photos he has made himself comfortable right in the middle of a scrapbooking class. My Wednesday night ladies just love him and don't mind him making himself at home on top of their work.

The poem cats sleep anywhere is so true. Now this is an 8kg cat pictured in these photos. He is a big boy, with OCD. Do cats get OCD (obsessive compulive disorder), He does anything he can not to work on a floor. At the moment it's the slate in the hallway. He finds a way around it without walking on it. This started off with the floor in our bedroom. He is so bad that if there is no alternative route he will siton something and meow till someone comes and takes him over it.

Anyway back on track. In the photos below he is asleep in two cane baskets. he can't fit his body into one so he has spread it across two.

Can you see the evil look I'm getting in this photo. He's telling me with his eyes that I had better not put these photos on my Blog for the whole world to see.

Have a great day everyone. Just thought I would amuse you with photos of my boy.

Tracie