Sofa Sunday

Again, a dark, grey and drizzly day at 6 degrees C (max) outside.  
I‘m feeling tired and grumpy, not just because of the weather but also due to lack of sleep. 

Our Munni-cat has developed a habit of waking me up early every morning (at least two hours before I need to get up), demanding attention and food. 

There’s always a bowl of dry cat food for her, but that’s not what she wants. And I never encouraged her behaviour by actually getting up and feeding her. But she just won’t give up. She will sit next to my bed and meow, until Chaiyya starts chasing her - under and over the bed, up and down the stairs, and back to the bedroom, where the entire performance will begin all over again.

Thanks to all that, I haven’t gotten enough sleep for what feels like a month.

I spent most of today on the sofa trying to catch a few naps in the company of the furry sisters - who are taking turns sleeping in their favourite nest, or under the blanket next to me.