How many times did we 'lose' Mojo over Christmas? You try finding a black cat in a dark, winter gloom house (as Cathy unfortunately did, stepping right on her when poor Mojo was hiding in plain sight on the cow rug… miiiaaaaaaoooeeeewwww!)
Every box or bag that had a present or bit of shopping in it, has also had a cat in it. Mr H left about 5 minutes ago wuth Le Banwell to test out the indoor moving ski slope thingy in Chiswick, having got his ski helment out of its box – et voila!
Mojo is already – pretty much invisibly (enough to give me a delightful shock as she rustled at me from beside my desk just now) – but also very happily now installed in it.
With all the recycling and chucking out of stuff over the past few weeks it's a miracle that my very much loved little black shadow isn't not halfway to landfill right now (thank god for her green eyes..) x
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ah how cute. do you think she has ambitions to be a turtle? or requires armour to defend from scrumpy? bless! x