Although I thought I would understand the cat language by now, I realized that it is not always the case ! Pookie started meowing at 6 am, in crescendo ! I finally got up to feed her. An hour later it started again, and more and more. There was also another sound in her voice and she was looking up at th sink. Finally I understood. The poor thing was thirsty and wanted to drink from the tap !
As she can't jump anymore I picked her up and put her besides the tap. And she drank and drank, the poor thing had been so thirsty but didn't want the fresh water from the bowl. After that she stopped meowing and looked for a place to nap. Old ladies are sometimes difficult !
From time to time I have to change the bedsheets, I think. But Arthur has another opinion !
He was deeply sleeping on my bed, when I dared to take the cover away !
He stood up, not happy at all.
That I removed the bedsheet didn't bother him that much
He just lay down on the mattress and continued his nap.
But when I arrived with the vacuum cleaner he started to doubt about staying or not. Finally he gave up, very offended and disappeared somewhere in the house. When the bed was done, he didn't return ! He has his own proud.
Rosie apparently was tired from mice hunting during the night and preferred to watch us from the sofa.