First cat show of the year for me today; I didn't enter, but had been contracted to judge. And boy I didn't feel like getting out of bed at 6am on a Sunday so I could drive out to Ipswich. Especially as I wasn't feeling too good - something to do with a satay pizza I had last night, I think, coupled with a late night and early morning. Fun times were had, though, catching up with people I haven't seen for a while. Still got home in time to see most of the delayed V8 Supercar telecast too. And there were a couple of stalls at the show, which tempted me greatly. I resisted buying a new handbag, or a cat wallet, but couldn't resist
Isn't it gorgeous? For the moment I have it leaning up against the kitchen tiles behind the sink, but next weekend I'll rearrange things so that it can hang on the wall.