shhhhh; here we see the lengths to which the plebians go to make sure The Queen is comfy. She refused to get on the bed or the comfy leather chair owing to the radar dish. She can't get under the bed either (good news for the medication crew) so she
was trying to sleep on all the pile of shoes... until we cleared a space for her and took the sheet to shield her from the paparazzi.
er.. sort of.
not spoiled one bit
Oh my darling hero. Precious Ms Stella. Not that you're not irrascible..you are. That's the spirit dear Ms Stella.
ReplyDeleteForeer your admirer,
Katie (and mommy)
Dreaming of ManCats in Speedos and cats Pole Dancing, no doubt! Disco said he's glad to have a part in your dreams, even if they are drug induced...
ReplyDeleteWe notice the Stink Eye is working just fine.
ReplyDeletePurrs...we lubs you Ms. Stella!
Purrs sweetie, I hope the better finds you soon.
ReplyDeleteAwwww looks like something we'd do here. Love you Ms. Stella.
ReplyDeleteMilk this for all it's worth, Ms. Stella! We hope you heal quickly!
ReplyDeleteSweet Dreams Ms Stella!
ReplyDeleteKisses
Nellie