George, king of the blankets
George loves, loves, loves a blanket. The fluffier the better, and even more if it’s freshly washed or still warm from the dryer.
He’s happiest snuggled right underneath with no part of him on show, tucked in so no cold air can reach him.
He’s been known to grumble at anyone with a blanket who won’t share it with him, and in winter you’ll find him hogging the fire or the best spot on the sofa.
