I’m not sure if I’ve mentioned RasPutin, the feral tomcat, for a while – you may remember that, back in the summer, he disappeared for a while and came back thin, with a very thin coat. He didn’t pick up very soon and I was worried, However, he has now and is actually quite fat, as a result of all the extra food I’ve been giving him. This afternoon, he came up to the side door to remind me to feed him, which I ignored completely. Poor Eloise cat was affronted enough already.
I didn’t sleep last night and Eloise was thrilled. She came and lay next to me with her face against mine, stroking me. She evidently thinks I’m turning into a cat and that this is a jolly good thing. She is a very happy little cat and gives us both a lot of joy, though neither of us had ever thought of ourselves as cat lovers in the past.