Sunday afternoon ended with me taking some pictures of Buster in his favourite chair in his conservatory. For those who don't know, Buster is a sorrel Abyssinian. He's about thirteen years old, soppy as a basket full of flannels and purrs like a train when he gets going. Just in case anyone was going to ask, I haven't got a clue what his favourite colour is but it would probably have something to do with food.
And these are some of his family. They were not taken by me, I have my friend Colin to thank for the pics, they are, after all, his cats! I'm not absolutely sure who's who, but they are Wills (one of Buster's conquests), and two of the resulting offspring, Solo and Tom Brown. At feeding time, and probably very soon after.