If you own four cats but can’t find any of them, chances are that you’ve accidentally locked at least some of them somewhere.
Ok, so this is a whee bit late. I’ve been busy. And unwell. Stop judging me.
I went on a super cute play date with one of my friends, as we are far too sophisticated to celebrate such a cheesy holiday with our partners ^_^
It was amazing. She had a little indoor picnic set up, and even borrowed a kitten for the date. I gave her a terrarium…. It’s a metaphor.
Isn’t she the best? An antipasto platter, with rockabilly coasters! I am so spoilt.
And here is the kitten, who is noming on the blueberry muffins I baked that morning. Who knew kittens liked blueberries?
By far the best date I have ever been on, we got to giggle and discuss guys, work and the joys of room-mates. Also there was a kitten.
The bar has officially been set. High.