Our sofa. It had be newly done in a fabric with light coral and sand stripes when Tigris arrived. He used to lie under it and scartch his way along until long threads were hanging out

We put a cloth over it and still (after 7 years) are not sure what to do with it.

Whether I forgave him? I'm not sure yet.

When I met Sallyanne's kitties I noticed that Filou and Tigris are really much calmer now (Sallyanne's are 1, 1+ and 3, F+T are 8) but just to prove he isn't that old, Tigris kicked a bottle of red grape juice from the counter yesterday. I won't describe the mess. Just imagine