Scrubblings, Scatterings and a Bop On The Head

Managed to nip into the bathroom to help Her as She showered. She was a trifle surprised to find Myself in the middle of the carpet but seemed quite pleased and scrubbled Myself for a long time, then turned on the tap for a drink. But the basin had grown taller during the night and it was impossible to jump up to it. Sat and waved a paw a few times and She got the idea very quickly - Picked Myself up and gently put Me in the basin. The water ran down the side of My head and into an ear but tasted wonderfully refreshing. Nested in Her duvet for a snooze.

TB continues its attentions to the Freds & Fredettes every morning. Is now remarkably adept (Education) at scattering them far enough for Him to feed Our chickens without interruption. Apart from the big old mean one which takes Absolutely No Notice of TB and just waits for the pot of scraps in case it contains any stale cheese.

TYK smiled at the robin for Far Too Long yesterday which consequently got terribly cross and bopped it on its little yellow head.