Peanut says that Noel is like a loaf of bread rising in her box. I am not always happy that I have to give up a major part of my kitchen table to her. Before this became Noel’s new bed, it was where I put my mail when I brought it in from the mailbox. You just can’t win when you have cats that must be up on your level and with you at all times. The kitchen and dining room are Noel’s domain. (There is white fur everywhere on everything.) She rarely ventures into other areas. Last night I did see her sleeping on Louise’s dog bed in the living room after all dogs were in bed, she does that occasionally. All the cats love Louise. I saw Noel give her a nose nuzzle the other day (in the kitchen of course). That was a very rare thing for Noel, the Christmas cat. Just some random thoughts on my NoNo.