My Poor Sophie!
Since we laid our wooden floor at Easter, my poor cat Sophie has not been happy. She's 17 now and doesn't want to curl her bony old body on the hard floor. The situation is not helped by the fact that she isn't allowed on our new sofas, so she is taking every opportunity to find something cosy to lay on! Last night was the first time I have had my hexagonal blanket out for weeks and she made a bee-line for it straightaway!