My panacea is a layered solution: I need my bed and I need someone to cuddle – if the husband is not willing, it’s Henry’s job and vice versa.

PS: Laughter helps, too. But it’s more difficult to photograph.
They, aka my personal domestics, leave for hours on end without letting me have access to my preferred sleeping place. They leave me to starve. Only yesterday, they were gone and only returned 20 minutes after my accustomed dinnertime. The amount of neglect I have to suffer at their hands is simply scandalous!!
FOWC with Fandango: Scandalous

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A few years ago, when our cat Henry was still little, I decided to go minimalist with an artificial tree from Serbia. I tried to put it up but: At this point I put the camera down and intervened. Not fast enough, two “branches” were … Continue reading An artificial Christmas tree
Their shadow is grey even during the day – and even if they are black like Henry. #4 November Shadows