CATS ON TUESDAYAnother week with mostly rain but at least two days where we all believed it was still summer.
Rosie who usually is a night owl, and sleeps the whole day with a few interruptions to chase Arthur around, choose the day where the sun was shining to do some hunting in the garden. I don't know what she had caught, but she licked her whiskers.
Pookie who lives like a nun always in her self chosen convent which means Mr. G's bed, took a little nap outside but close to the cat flap, so she could disappear in the house if something dangerous would happen.
Arthur has found a new and very comfortable place especially when it is cold and rainy, he sleeps on the bonnet/hood of my car when I come back from shopping
His last invention to get me out of the bed around 5 am when he comes back from his night rounds is to climb on Rosie's cat tree and drop the dry food one by one on the parquet.
He doesn't eat it, because he prefers can food, so I wake up because it makes "bing ... bing...bing..."and then the little pieces roll over the floor. He had realized the first time he pretended to eat Rosie's food that I had jumped out of my bed like the devil out of the box, to take the food away because it is Rosie's diet food. Since 3 days we fight, I wake up from the noise, but don't move and stay in bed, but Arthur is the winner, he continues to throw the food on the floor until I get up ! If you notice dark rings under my eyes, it's Arthur's fault !