CATS ON TUESDAY
I don't know if my cats are happy that I am back from my short escape to the South of France, because nobody showed special signs.
Pookie had accepted to be pet by her previous servant our son, who had bought Pookie in a pet shop in London, before she moved in with us
Of course she wouldn't want to go back to him, laying around and being cute and pose for me as model is her life now !
Rosie is full of energy ! She runs around as quick as an arrow, jumps in the air to catch her mousies, attacks the armchair and bites in it and last but not least collects her mousies during the night and tidys them up in the kitchen around the bowls and always one or even two in the water bowl.
Arthur too is in full shape, tries to play with his girls, and only gets some slaps and hisses back, but as a compensation he helps us in the household. He never had shown any interest in the Christmas tree, but when we wanted to take it of, he had a quick check on baby Jesus in the creche and on the tree in general !
Then he meditated about what was going on
and tried out if the boxes were strong enough for all the Father Christmasses, angels, ceramic houses etc.
Finally when everything was packed and the boxes closed, he went with Mr. G. to the basement, tried to make him fall on the steps and then collapsed against the radiator for a well earned nap !