Busy here at present but the life and times of the animals goes on regardless. Ex-feral Tom, self-appointed king of the household, thinks that size does not matter at all when it comes to ownership of the old bean bag in the lounge room. This morning there was the usual scrap with Rosie the kitten to see who gets to sleep in it today. Never mind that there’s more than enough room for two.
A couple of days ago he was not impressed with Jacob lying in his place and so tried to eject him more peaceably.
Even Snow, the large part German Shepherd dog, doesn’t get a look-in.
Poor Miss Rosie sits disgruntled on the bed, which is obviously a very poor second best to that much coveted bean bag.