Excitement today as my mum installed a new rug in our front room. We had a cream one, thick and soft for me to lie on (except I do sneak up on the sofas when she isn’t looking) but she wanted a different look, even though my white fur hardly showed on it.
We are now the proud owners of a Persian carpet and, if I do say so myself, it was a great choice because it complements my coat beautifully. I have always liked blue tones.
I’m going to have to guard it carefully against those cats – especially the fringe which Cleo is bound to want to chew and kick. I will be marshalling the long arm of the paw.