My little cluttered kitchen.
Outside the kitchen window.
Another gorgeous summer day.
The wildflowers are a treat for the eyes
and my one-whiskered garden cat
waits patiently for the glads to bloom.
Cats can wait for a long time.
Someone has just woken up and wants her breakfast.
On the window-sill. of course.
Cats just make a house a home, don't they?
Even a mouse-house.
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