In direct contravention of the breeder’s request, I am letting her out on the back deck. This is made easier by the fact that she comes back in when you call her. I don’t want to get her a collar but I will have to now that she is going outside.
She and Gizmo ate next to each other yesterday and touched noses.
I’m glad I made it to work, Tanya’s sick, poor baby. Of course when a massively pregnant woman calls in sick everybody is hopping from one foot to the next predicting imminent parturition.
Miss Margot purred and purred and purred this morning. She is a most companionable critter.
Jeff caught her doing parkour on the livingroom furniture yesterday.