Food Matters

Still no eggs from any of the chickens involved in the Noisy Misadventure early last week. (Apart from that one of WOONN's which got caught inside Our hut. Lost a few feathers and was generally beaten up by Ours but is still laying. How come?) He has cut back on kitchen scraps and upped the amount of layers' pellets - which they dislike and tend to leave for Fred which must do interesting things to its inner workings - in an endeavour to jump start them again, and She is muttering as She actually had to buy some eggs yesterday.

Myself is not muttering however as She bought a new variety of food pouches: Full of jelly, most tasty, and obviously designed with Myself In Mind - says 'Senior' on the front. About time the world realised My true place in life is at the top of society as a Most Important Member. (A Kitty of Most Superior Breeding.) (Wonder what OLAHF gets?)