I strolled out this morning to monitor the garden activity from my table, and found everything to be in order. My dream cat/new neighbour hasn't visited me at all lately. Perhaps if I left a small snack in the garden... I know someone's been visiting, the abandoned mini BBQ has been sniffed by someone.
I was ready to return, only to discover that the door had closed behind me. With a sigh, I employed my rather clever tactic to gain re-entry - scratching very hard at the door. And low and behold, she let me in. A good job too since her movement to the door had disturbed The Scrawny One and she was pushed to the floor and off the lap.
Last night, I sampled a blob of Polish mayonnaise. Mmm, quite nice, quite nice...and a small scratchin' of peperoni...
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