We are off for a few days to stay with my Uncle in Leigh on Sea.
Ive been trying to pack - not my favourite job as I cant ever decide what I want to take ....
But its all taken twice as long as it should as Mr T has been "helping".
He has sat on my clean clothes and covered them in cat hair.
He has burrowed into the bag of packed clothes and made a nest ....
He has played football with a rolled up pair of socks and I simply CANT find them!!
He has dropped a catnip mousie, well be-slimed with kitty-dribble, on top of the bag
I think he might be trying to tell me something