Zola Days & Cleo Days

This is our cat Zola, her face was very similar to mine much of last week.

Only I'm significantly less hairy and marginally less judgmental looking. I had a little cold, but that little cold with the combination of the chemo used every ounce of my energy reserves. I even found it a challenge to eat, for maybe a day or two, but I still did it. My poor little Baby-Bel also caught the cold so we snuffled and sniffed our way through the days and nights. 

However this is our other cat Cleo and her demeanor is very similar to mine right now.

Only I'm laid out next to a fire eating chocolate. O yes, it's good. Today was a fine day; Baby Bel slept until 7am (as oppose to her usual impromptu daily start between the hours of 4-6am). Evie slept even longer so I watched some bbc news and got dressed in a somewhat leisurely fashion. Luxury indeed. After giggles and cuddles Baby Bel had a 2 hour morning nap, so Evie and I capitalized on this by baking chocolate banana muffins and smothered our faces in the sumptuous remains of the bowl. We then caught up with some of my favourite people and topped it off with a prawn and mango chili curry for dinner. 

The Zola days just make me enjoy my Cleo days that little bit more.