Trying To Get Him To Look Straight Into The Camera

This being confined to quarters thing has its advantages. The main one today was the rather splendid company of the Affectionate Moot. He can be an absolute sweety and he was today. All close and purry until I got the camera out and then he refused to co-operate.

Still I think this is a rather handsome portrait of the Old Chap.

In Rueckenschmerzen news, the muscle relaxants I took yesterday before bed seemed to work quite well and I had a peaceful night. Although I was told I kept throwing the quilt off me, I have to take these statements at face value because I wasn't there. Sleeping me was there but he's an idiot who has been known to go on some extraordinary sleepwalks. Seriously - once I woke up in front of a glass door (facing on to a busy street) under a hand towel. And the hand towel was over my head.