Having had an after dinner ice lolly (that’s popsicle to some) I was chewing on the stick. Elliott the Cat came to sit on my lap, and was fascinated by the movement of the stick. He then decided it was time to try biting the stick, and then to try batting it out of my mouth. He’s definitely not your normal cat: he’s currently cuddled up to Dee, with one paw on her shoulder in a proper embrace.
Today’s image of the day is actually two, but I’m only counting it as one. I may need that extra credit later in the year!