He's the most squeezable cat in the world, ever.
And yes, I know I'm becoming a crazy cat woman.
He's locked in the kitchen today,though, because J has hoovered the sofa in anticipation of our SW's visit tonight, and if he's allowed out he will instantly cover it in a thick layer of white fluff.
Saying I'm a bit nervous about this visit is like saying that my mother is a bit excited about another grandchild, or China spent a bit of money on the Olympics opening ceremony.
But I still feel a bit nervous.