Today I visited Mrs D at her home. She had her lunch served early by her carer, a proper Sunday roast, looked yummy. So we chatted while she was eating; no new stories today, just revisited a few old favorites. Mrs D still misses her beloved black and white cat, Felix, who used to wake her up every morning, by gently tapping on her face. She loved that. And Felix loved it too, as that mean that his breakfast was going to be coming shortly... Such lovely memories!