Sitting at the Table

When we are at Grandma’s, I always get to sit on a chair at the table with the humans. The chair is just far away enough from the table for me not been able to even try and reach anything, but I enjoy the sights and smells and the company. Plus, Grandma always makes sure mum saves a little bit for me. Today it was a freshly baked (by Grandma) Swiss roll with whipped cream. Yay!

It’s still very gray and damp and foggy outside. No weather for exciting adventures, really.