Today I woke up on holiday in Morocco, which is like Marrakech only bigger. The weather was very sunny, even though it is nearly Christmas and so all wet and miserable in Liverpool.
We went in a taxi into the middle of the city and went into a very confusing shop this morning. It was confusing because it was so big and very very crowded with things, but eventually we found our way out, and then we walked to a big square with some snakes and things.
In the evening we went to a cafe in a little square on the other side of the hotel, and there was a lovely, lovely ginger pussy cat there.
He liked me - I think maybe he thought I was his mummy - and I gave him some food and some strokes. I love pussy cats and I wish I could have one, but my puppies wouldn't really like it.
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