Not doing much

I managed to get on the cushions in the sitting room this afternoon. HE is watching Upstairs Downstairs. Lady Marjorie has just gone down on the Titanic. I have come in from the garden for a while. Mostly I sit around under  the Acanthus, like last year in August. This year I have not been to have my fur clipped by Lovely Lady In Scarborough. As my fur is still luxuriant I do not get cold, so I can stay out all night by the back door-well thats what THEY think. I do like to come in with HIM in the afternoon. We snooze , HE in his small corner and I in mine. HE still has to rest , as the Doctor said so . SHE has no such joy, and is to be found with watering can or potato knife, shopping trolley or  clothes pegs.