With Spirit out patrolling the rooftops, keeping a watchful eye over his family and his new territory, Tarmie decided that he would help me as I sorted out my clothes.
A born supervisor is he, always where the action is.
Not sure what he was looking at, perhaps he was questioning the amount of orange hanging above his head.
Or maybe he was just looking for more mischief to get into which is more his style.
Pixie meanwhile had spent the day in the spare bedroom, which has now been renamed 'their' room as the three of them have taken this room over for slumber and play.
Oh to be a cat that lives with me................