Having a cuddle

It's a very good way to spend a miserable damp Saturday afternoon.  And I do love HER ever so much.

It's been an ironing, vacuuming, dusting kind of day today.  It seems that not only is Uncle Jeff coming for tea, but also Aunty Wendy is coming as well.  No, they are not related, except in my head.  Everyone is an uncle or an aunty, unless they are HER and HIM.

Anyway, I've been a bit lonely and bored, because Raj wouldn't play and there's no-one downstairs. 

That's why she stopped to give me a cuddle, and we had a ball game as well.