We picked our cats up on Saturday. Nobody wanted to come with me, they couldn’t really be arsed. I have to admit to being more motivated by the vast hotel bill they’ve knocked up, rather than to feeling that my life wasn’t complete without them. The poor things have been in an enclosed space in a cattery for about six weeks. We have to keep them inside for about 3 weeks now so that they get used to their new surroundings. So far so good. They seem quite calm and the male one hasn’t pissed on anything inappropriate yet.
I’m not sure any of us actually missed them and probably vice versa. However, we’re all quite pleased to be reunited. My daughter held up our enormous male ginger tabby, holding her face close to his and said “can you believe how similar we look? We’re almost identical!”.
