A morning appointment turned into an expedition.
So we returned long past cat-lunch hour.
“Well come on then!”
“Hurry it up!”
Tinks made sure we fed them before taking our own meal.
They were pacified with roast chicken.
Even Sophia partook.
“It’s alright”, said Willow
“The usual will do for me.”
And Blackie said:
“I’m just glad you’re back.”
“That man came in his big scary truck!”
She doesn’t like strange vehicles. The FedEx man delivered half an order. Of course it was not the half I really need.
No peanuts for Ghost!
I’m off to search for substitutions….