Two for the price of one

Cats, that is.

Monty is in ecstasy during his morning brush. He comes looking for it, purrs loudly throughout, nudges my hand if I pause and often falls asleep - he really does love it.

Pookie does her own grooming, in private, as befits such a laydee.

It has been yet another crappy day weather-wise, made enjoyable by meeting bestie Gill for a long lunch at The Loch House near Lochwinnoch.

Final of 'Child Genius' tonight. There'll be tears before bedtime, guaranteed. Not mine though.