Oh. My. God! What is she wearing!

Dropped my earring down the plughole again.

Wistful.

Leo plays in the garden, goes nuts then freezes like he's had a really deep and melancholy thought enter his head. It's probably not possible, of course, but I can always dream.

Excuse me? Do I watch you while you wash in the morning?

This is Leo, one of Pumpkin The Magnificent's sons. He shares all his mother's characteristics, including being very affectionate, and has grown to resemble her to such a degree that when he comes poking his head through the cat flap I get a shock - Pumpkin is back.

Your laundry is ready, sir - just adding some Eau de Chat.

Unstressing.