Garfield comes home

My precious darling kitty boy has come home today. Last night I was dreaming about a ginger mummy cat at my maternal grandmother’s house. The mummy cat was in a cardboard box in my grandmother's shed with her kittens.

I insisted on seeing them all, and I noticed a male tabby cat there too. The daddy cat, he was out and about and looked like our late Slinky. It was a rather strange dream, because my gran didn’t like cats much. She had a bad experience as a child that affected her. So it was odd that she was the one showing me the kittens, she seemed reluctant at first.