Smiles and Scratching

Met the young guy who lives with TB this morning. Were out for a walk and TB turned left into my back garden as usual. Sat in its spot and smiled. So I went over to say hello. Boy, does that guy know how to treat a cat of superior breeding. Rubbed the back of my neck in exactly the right spot he did. The neighbourhood is starting to look up.

TB has remarkably fine manners for a beagle too. It just sat and waited while my neck was scratched then got up and followed the guy out.

Shall have to further my acquaintance with the pair of them.