Well, we finally got to the point where all the boxes are unpacked (and where necessary re-packed) and so we could get on with some of the housework that has been on hold until this was done. Smidgen decided he would like to help with the sweeping - all those nasty tumble-weeds ...

and then he discovered I had moved the cat tree, so decided to investigate it ...

after that, he was quite tired, and it being chilly, found somewhere snug:

It's a tough life being a cat ...
