It has been gloomy interspersed with actual rain all day and the kittens have been moping around downstairs waiting for the weather to turn.
It didn’t happen.
There was a little excitement when I emptied one of the shoeboxes from yesterday’s shopping trip and Rhea took it over.
But later she was back in her cat bed on the hassock. If I disturbed her by coughing too loud she would chitter at me to knock it off. She has a special meow just for my coughs.
Davout was around too but often harder to spot.
He’s thinking about rainbows too.