Because I like the new cat cosy so much, Lynettea went and got me two more for different rooms. One of them is too big and I don't like it. It was the most expensive, of course, being bigger, which just goes to show that bigger is not always better.
I sleep in my cat cosy on the dressing table at night and in my cat cosy on the sofa in the evening. In the day I go to my high up sun loft and lounge under the suntuff. A friend of Lynettea's was visiting today and I heard her say to Lynettea that I was looking like an older cat. As you can imagine I ignored her, but I did feel a little bit hurt. I am only fifteen, which is a good age.