Taylor

I feel a bit better now. A therapeutic hour in the garden with the cats. Taylor refuses to pose for me though. See his evil little stare. Not a cat to love and hug is our Taylor. Mind it would have been so much better without the noise from next door. Yet another argument brewing in there. Shouts of 'I'm going to walk right out that f****** door in a minute' TBH I wish she would. It was much more peaceful when they were separated. Ah the joys of married life. How glad am I that I don't participate in such tribulation any more.