Listening to Mozart
After Lynettea returns from her hunting trip for my special dental crispies, I settle down to listen to some Mozart piano concertos.
It has been a busy morning, with an electrician coming to install an extra light in the kitchen/dining room.
'It looks like sunshine inside, now!' says Lynettea.
It was nice and sunny when I took her out, earlier. I settled down for a spot of grooming on top of a clump of sprouting bluebells leaves - so soft and pliable under the furs. She stood there for a while, then requested me to let her go out to get my foods, so I came inside.
'We can't do everything, Sasha. We have to pick and choose.'
But there is definitely an imbalance in who gets to choose.
Anyway, the music is relaxing ...
It has been a busy morning, with an electrician coming to install an extra light in the kitchen/dining room.
'It looks like sunshine inside, now!' says Lynettea.
It was nice and sunny when I took her out, earlier. I settled down for a spot of grooming on top of a clump of sprouting bluebells leaves - so soft and pliable under the furs. She stood there for a while, then requested me to let her go out to get my foods, so I came inside.
'We can't do everything, Sasha. We have to pick and choose.'
But there is definitely an imbalance in who gets to choose.
Anyway, the music is relaxing ...
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