More resting

Since summer weather shifted into frightening storms, and now blasts from Antarctica,  it is better that I curl up in my hand knitted scarf given to me by one of my human friends. Warm scarves are a cat's best friend when it is cold.

I went out briefly. Lynettea stood holding the gate so it couldn't swing into me while I chewed my grass stems. Then I took her back inside. She was pleased. I let her cuddlie me for a bit to get warm.