Please imagine that above this sentence there's a picture of a beautiful Mog in beautiful clothes, sitting beautifully in this beautiful chair. There would have been, but life intervened. Sorry.
But ooo, look at her chair
Look at the most amazing stitching on the seat
Next time, I want them to stitch that seat cover rainbow out in different rainbow colours - how beautiful would that be?
Little Fish wanted in on the camera action, but refused to get up for it. She is struggling with the concept of switching the Nippy off and her own breathing on again in the mornings at the moment. Quite happy to lie there wide awake letting the ventilator take away all the work of breathing. Very odd to be having conversations with her whilst watching the settings which are telling me she's making absolutely no effort to breathe for herself.
I switch it off and unplug it, and she screams loudly and longly. Which would be bad, except that to keep up the volume on the screaming, she does have to take in large and deep breaths, and I figure that's probably a reasonably good way of kickstarting her own breath control once more. Slightly worrying that she seems to be needing it though.
And now for something completely different. A feline sacrifice to Euterpe.