Baguette's summer holiday
Indeed every time I looked she was somewhere different, either on top, underneath or sniffing out something new. She loves the balcony and made a b-line for the cat grass, later sitting on the rattan armchair for ages and watching traffic. Incredibly trusting and friendly she wasted no time on her first day twisting around my legs and jumping on the sofa and sidling up next to me; she even gave me a nose bump. Not yet quite sure of me though, she wouldn’t let me give her a proper stroke and batted my hand away with her baby soft paws.
Later at bedtime she curled up on an armchair and watched me ruefully as I said goodnight and headed for the bedroom.