Kooky arrived tonight with his retinue: two owners, soon to be ex-owners wanting calling rights, several toys, two tins of catfood, some catnip nibbles, various immunization certificates and two rather fine ceramic bowls.
Julian and Dorothy turned up, and Kooky immediately vanished under the sofa in my studio, to reappear later and sniff his way around the house. We sat about and had some tea, and Julian packed up some of my reject glass and china to donate to someone, and they went off with these bits and pieces. He is still very shy but has popped his head around the door a few times and even ventured into the sitting room once. It seems he is fed at nine or ten in the evening. Hopefully this means he won't start torturing me at 5 or 6am.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment