They came in the afternoon, and gave me plenty of food. Apparently Ivan told Them I was getting fat in Their presence, but I am willing to go borderline-obese on that yummy cat food They gave me.

She was very nice to me, even though She sneezes a lot when She comes (She's allergic to my hair,
remember?).


He had some work to do but one of my favourite past times is to bother Him when he needs to sort out His paragraphs.

I spent the rest of the day showing Them my belly. They took a few DVDs, mostly French movies from Louis Malle, and promised to come back soon.
The cat-sitting chronicles can continue.
(Did you notice? My belly is so white, it saturates in the late daylight.)