It's very, very quiet...
Today we took six cats and a dog to the 'Animal Country Club' prior to the arrival of the new boiler and total chaos. Not that the house isn't already in total chaos. We are going to have to get up very early tomorrow morning, and, even then, we may be running round in circles at the behest of our plumber. The place is a tip. And yet we have thrown masses of paper away, and put even more into the Big Yellow room.
This means that we have one cat - Pyanfar, who is now alone for the first time in her life. Py has not been vaccinated after her cancer operation, and therefore cannot be sent to a cattery. She has so far spent some time in the airing cupboard, spent half an hour wandering around yelling for her hot water bottles (i.e. her son, daughter and grandson, and was fed from the table for the first time in heaven knows how long. Now she realises there is no D-O-G, she is resigned to the loss of her family, and is alternating between laps and the back of the sofa. She now has five days of catty heaven to look forward to.
Not so Ina and me.
This means that we have one cat - Pyanfar, who is now alone for the first time in her life. Py has not been vaccinated after her cancer operation, and therefore cannot be sent to a cattery. She has so far spent some time in the airing cupboard, spent half an hour wandering around yelling for her hot water bottles (i.e. her son, daughter and grandson, and was fed from the table for the first time in heaven knows how long. Now she realises there is no D-O-G, she is resigned to the loss of her family, and is alternating between laps and the back of the sofa. She now has five days of catty heaven to look forward to.
Not so Ina and me.