0. “Shush, ” I tell Kaufman when he visits in the night. “You’re purring too loudly; you’ll wake the dog.”
1. After a rich diet over the break, I have been craving toast, just normal boring toast. The toaster browns it perfectly and I leave it to go cold before I butter it (“hotel toast” is my favourite.)
2. A notebook of samples and, well, notes.
3. Strange often sleeps on her back, white belly on show and I wonder if she learnt it from the dog. Later she burrows under the crochet blanket, a little colourful bump confusing her teacher.
3b. Tilda sits on my knee – a rare treat and I’m sad to have to move her to make dinner. Later, after we’ve eaten and she’s finished doing cat things, she comes back and sits a little way away, unsure if she is allowed on me again. I pat my knee and her eyes light up. She settles down again.
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