Narnia and the short panther

Yes, I know what you're thinking. "What an undedicated blogger! She doesn't deserve to blog! She should have her blogging licence removed! She should be thrown into a pit of lava!"

First I backdate a blog, and then my most recent two blogs only have one photo each. Alright, and I didn't take any pictures today. However, I think this is more-or-less justified since I did drag two suitcases behind me for an awfully long way, despite injuries to both arms, then sorted and threw out about half of everything I own so I was a little too tired for a walk and my hands were very full every time I was outside. But who needs an outside when your cat knows the way into Narnia?

See, my cat has this thing she does.she disappears for hours then re-emerges somewhere you're absolutely certain you already looked. And it's always a cupboard or a box or something. And she's freakishly intelligent. There is of course only one possible explanation. She is Narnian. She can make gates as and when she chooses. See the photograph? Irrefutable proof.

(She requested that her face not be made available on the Internet. I suspect it's because her enemies in Narnia are out looking for her.)

Wow, I just realised that I didn't mention lava once in the previous post! I'm losing my touch!