Mad, bad cat.

Early this morning there was a huge crashing noise outside the bedroom door. The mad cat Lucy had got her head stuck into handle of a stiff paper carrier bag and flew down the stairs, straight back up again and then shot under the bed trying to escape it!

When she recovered enough to eat breakfast she disappeared and I found she had got into the guest room and was laid out on the white quilt with a "don't think of moving me" expression on her face!

I am fond of this quilt - you can see why I wouldn't want muddy paws on it!