Sunday, 13 February 2011
She's our pretty little 4 year old grey and white cat. She loves a cuddle on the sofa, and she likes to spy at us through the windows, but she is also very fond of hiding in the garden. When we were on holiday she hid away for 14 days until after we came back, leaving our neighbour Michelle to worry about her. Most nights Ingrid comes in for tea, but sometimes she doesn't, and then at 4am she decides that she might, after all, grace us with her presence, so she sits outside our bedroom window (how does she know we are in there?) miaowing persistently. Luckily for her she is very cute.
Posted by Lark at 18:38