I can remember as a child hiding in the cupboard, part of me was hiding because I wanted to hide and not be found, but mostly I was hiding, hoping someone would wonder where I was and come and look for me.

Today Grace discovered the joy of hiding in Duncan’s cupboard.  She sat in the dark, both cupboard doors closed waiting for Duncan and I to look for her and find her.  I sometimes I wonder how long she would sit quietly for, if you left her and didn’t go and look for her.  Probably not that long since the joy is being found after all.  She particularly enjoyed it when Spicey was in the cupboard with her.  Spicey didn’t seem too keen on being in the cupboard but endured it since he is that kind of lovable cat.

The joy of being found