A late post today as I’ve been on a university visit with my daughter – there are a lot of those at the moment. As it’s Caturday, we shouldn’t have been surprised to see a telltale bowl of cat food in the halls of residence. Turns out they belonged to Socks, the resident cat. “You’ll probably see him on the tour,” said our guide. With 300+ rooms, we didn’t hold out much hope.
But in the very first bedroom we entered, who should be lounging across the bed but Socks? We didn’t take a picture, it seemed a bit rude.
Earlier in the week we went to hear author Tom Cox talk about his work at the excellent Scarthin Books in Cromford. He’s written four books, about his cats and his life in general, and also Tweets regularly, as himself and also as three of his cats: @MYSADCAT, @MYSMUGCAT and – a warning here as this one is not suitable for work or those of a delicate nature – @MYSWEARYCAT. We sat squished together in the vegetarian café while he spoke entertainingly about his cats, family and live in Devon, then he took questions from the floor before signing books that we’d all obligingly purchased. If you like cats, do check out his work and if you love books and are able to get to Derbyshire, do visit Scarthin as it’s amazing.
|Katie biffs George on the head, but he doesn’t really care as he’s comfy in his crinkly, furry tube|
But all that cat-tery (see what I did there?) still leaves us without a photo for today’s Caturday, so here’s one I prepared earlier, of George and his sister Katie from the cat shelter, sharing a lovely moment. Talking of the shelter, it’s the open day tomorrow, 11am-2pm. Wrap up warm and head off to buy cakes (I’ve made some carrot cupcakes) and calendars (designed by me!). I won’t be there as I’ll be trawling the woods for pine cones for next weekend’s wreath class. Should have thought of that before advertising it really…