Double Bed

Every day, poor old Shelley, my beautiful Birman boy, spends his time chilling in my bedroom, so that he is not tempted to take his frail old body outside in the cold or wet. It has become customary for Jaspa to stay in with him (in fact she now demands it).

This picture, however, was taken this evening, with me at home and the bedroom door wedged open. They have spent months studiously ignoring this bed-on-a-bed, now suddenly they just HAVE to fit in it both together.

By the way, Shelley doesn't have devil eyes when the flash isn't - well - flashing, but lovely blue ones.