CATS ON TUESDAY
On Sunday night I came back from Egypt, Mr. G. picked us up at the airport.
In the morning I had said good bye to Ali Baba, the kind camel who took the guests around.
Arriving home the first one I saw was Miss Rosie
sitting in the kitchen and watching me suspiciously. But then she recognized me and showed that she was very happy. Apparently she was the only one who slept alone on my pajama on my bed and felt a little lonely during night. The others had pushed Mr. G aside in a corner and slept with him on his bed. He complained bitterly about the lack of space.
Rosie hadn't neglected her good housewife talents and I saw this "still life" when I arrived. Her mousies neatly posed near the food bowl
She even took a lazy look on my new necklaces
I found that 18 year old Lisa had put on some weight. She wasn't very impressed by my sudden homecoming and was only interested in food. Love goes through the stomac.
After a X meal she retired in her room
Arthur dropped a lazy eye on me, felt obliged to strike a few times around my legs and
then fainted on the sofa, not taking notice of the gifts I had brought for Mr. G.
The only thing he had done during my absence was a graphic to show that everybody is in a good health.