Onesie Twosie Threesie Four

Today marked an annual event we dread. Yogi (our butch and large male cat) is a very bad passenger in the car. He is extremely nervous of travelling and expresses his displeasure in a number of ways. This evening was his annual visit to the vet, suffice to say he still hates travelling. I'll leave it at that.

The girls (Immy and Rosie) arrived in their onesies this evening so it seemed only fair they were blipped.

We're watching 'Despicable Me' right now, all very weird and quite anarchic really.