A Happy Boy

We bought Poofy a new bed today. He's been spending the odd night inside just lately due to G trying to deal with a fox problem. His usual bed is an old sheet and towel. He gets on them and doesn't move a muscle (for fear of being sent outside again). When Megan let him in tonight and said, "on your bed Poofy" he tiptoed around to the tiny bit of towel that was sticking out from under the bed and tried to sit on that. When she coaxed him onto the new bed he couldn't believe his luck; then she covered him up with a new blanket - and he hasn't moved since!! He must surely think it's Christmas!!

Meanwhile, Madam sulked in her bed. I think she was trying to tell us that she's outgrown hers and needs a new one too.