Feeding time!

Routines are good, aren’t they?

Twice daily my cats enact their little drama.

Young Stevie (pictured) is brazen and bossy in his demands, rubbing up against my legs, meowing loudly.

StupidRubyKitty, my tiny special needs tortoiseshell, plods around after me any time I go in the kitchen in the hope it’s time for food.

Lily GrumpyCat (incredibly timid even after 10 years) meows pitifully from the hallway, refusing to enter the kitchen until I’ve moved away from the food bowls. She then eats all the while keeping one eye on my location in case she needs to scarper!

Happy Caturday!