Where…?!

Four painted, wooden cats.

We have a new game here in Cellardyke. It’s called “Where are the cats?”

Every night they go missing. Every night we go looking for them, all worried and concerned. And every night (so far) they turn up. Or end up following you down the stairs meowing something like “What are you on about?! We’re in already!”

Tonight is no different. So I’m off down the stairs again.