Meanwhile, amongst the pets a silent battle raged. Our cats are rather large so they had to take turns warming themselves in front of the Big Bakers Oven.
They absolutely love it when, once the baking is finished, I open the slide of the oven door and extra warm air flows down to them at floor level.
Old ginger Tom, the ex-feral, self-appointed ruler of the pets, took first turn.
Tabby cat Rosie followed when he finally allowed.
Poor Puppy Poppy sulked in her blanket on the armchair while she waited her turn.
Hilarious to watch.
