Who’s going to be my blip ?

Suki was very vocal in the car on the way home from the cattery. They like her and I suspect that her special hotel was warmer than my house.

She explored, sulked, wolfed down a whole bowl of Felix salmon pouch and gave me filthy glares.

Mind you, I did hear a surreptitious purr when I stroked her, eventually.

But she wouldn’t pose.

My other little friend was much more obliging when I defrosted the bird bath and filled the feeders.