Good morning to my lovely Granspals. It is chilly in bonnie Kintyre. The wind has changed direction. No walk for MacSporran and me this morning. Logs on the fire, ready to light at lunchtime. Coffee almost ready. Shortbread biscuits on the plate.
Agus Your granddaughter's comment made me chuckle. As you say...priceless!
ffinnochio I've prepared the chaise longue for your afternoon siesta. You will have a delightful view of the sea...always very soothing, I think. 
Nellie dear, Gransnet keeps me occupied when I should be changing the sheets, cleaning the cooker, sorting stuff for the recycling collection...I somehow manage to catch up with such chores but I would sooner stay with this forum. It's much more fun.
Galen listening in to folks wittering/blethering is a harmless way to unwind. Carry on...
Rory is delightful. He enjoys sitting between us on his rug on our bed during the early morning cup of tea time. His purrs are almost lion-like.
When either MacSporran or I take a moment to enjoy the tea, he nudges us and makes it known that he wants more fussing. His kitten [she'll be about two years old] has started to visit at breakfast time and early evening. MacSporran cannot bear seeing her waiting too long for food and, in spite of saying - 'they': Rory and kitten 'are wild animals' he insists on presenting her with a hearty meal. She then sits on a low branch of a tree in the copse. Rory sits our side of the fence and they stare at each other. Both cats, Rory especially, have given us lots of pleasure. 