the cats are upset. the mother fed them fish and that horrible smelling but oh so good cat food you buy in tins while we were in indialand. i feed them those unsmelly but oh so boring dry pellets you buy in bags. the galdor cat is really frustrated, and complains loudly. the teo cat is angry and stays outdoors and refuses to talk to us. so after a very nice sighthound walk with the i and the sloughi girls i stopped to buy four packets of smelly food on my way home. but did they jump of joy and kiss my face and say they love me? oh no. apparently it was the wrong kind. the cats are now sulking with the ghost in the basement.
at least the pup is happy. he's been kissing and hugging his girls for the first time in ages. i'm happy too. sighthound walks and coffee with the i are the best part of the week. the i is always baking, and her kitchen smells of home made buns. even the coffee tastes better in the i's kitchen. and her girls are the sweetest coolest creatures on earth.