Just got back from the horse spittal. Mr Wafflycat has a new plaster cast. His foot is on the mend, as he had some mobility in his foot when they took the original plaster off. Talk about rain - the journey home was *interesting* as the roads were *awash* and somehow too many of my fellow motorists are of the idea that a road awash with water is no reason to slow down or keep a decent distance from the vehicle in front...
On arriving home I was greeted by the sight of my pussy, soaking wet. Once inside, in the warm, she purred.