Misty becomes mesmerised by anything flying around.
This was the case last night…when, she became occupied, for hours, after a fly made its way into the house.
I was able to stroke and fuss her..all without her moving an inch!
On Sunday, I felt shocking. The sun was shining gloriously – and it just seemed typical that on such a beautiful sunny day I was having to spend it on the sofa, feeling ill.
Misty must have felt my pain, because within seconds of propping myself up in the garden room, I had a little furry visitor – who made it clear she wasn’t going anywhere for a while.
It made the convalescing that much nicer 😉