This wasn’t this past Sunday, but the one before. I woke up to find Spot had his arse right in my face, so I nudged hubby and got him to take pictures.

Please forgive my weird bedroom paint job – I was testing out colours and hated all of them. Maybe now that a few years have gone by, I’ll do something about it… HA!

What’s that I smell?


I think it might be…

Cattbutt! Oh how lovely of Spot to share his distinctive aroma, eau de feces, with me!