Sunday morning

Elle is wearing her witch outfit. Just for fun. I caught Merlin a minute ago and presented him to her as her familiar. As I came back to my computer, I could hear the sound of claws popping against the couch. He was trying to escape. Then Elle grunted "Come ... back ... here." But Merlin flew past me and in to the other room silently. Elle sniffed and said "Silly witch cat." She then got up and chased him under the kitchen table. She didn't giggle. She cackled the whole way. That's my girl.

Sometimes Sunday mornings are for more than sleeping in.