This is the last picture which I keep in mind of dear Arthur. He came back from a stroll I don't know where and was more black than white. It took 3 days until his nose was clean again. Of course he didn't want that I helped him with his cleaning !
When you read this I am in London, I took the Eurostar yesterday and will be back late tonight. The cats will enjoy my absence as they can terrorise Mr. G. just as they want. What a good life !