It would appear that
someone in this house gets up very early, because I was awoken at 4am
by Elvis sharpening his claws on the bedclothes and knocking my
glasses off the bedside table. I tried locking him out of the room
but he just kept making a funny little chirruping miaow and
scratching at the door, so I eventually relented. Apparently he and
the others are all used to being fed in the wee hours, because when I
went downstairs to the kitchen, the other two cats were also up and
waiting for me.
After a sleep-in and
a late breakfast, we all rugged up and took Bella out for an explore.
It had snowed overnight and the temperature was dropping again so we
didn't go far – just down to the village to check out the little
store (closed) and the funicular down to Vevey. It started to snow a
little more on the way home, so we just hung around the house in the
afternoon.
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