A tale of two holidays

I do apologise to my avid readers for the wait, but normal blogging service is about to be resumed. I did think that MS would be more available now that she has retired from her other job, but frankly I have been disappointed. Not only does she claim that she doesn't know how she ever had time to go to work, but she actually had the nerve to go on a two week holiday in France.  What happened to me? Well, for the first week I had the undivided attention of Little Miss Joey, my adored cat sitter who panders to my every whim (well almost) and then......visitors from foreign parts arrived and disaster struck, not for me, but for two of them. My greatly admired long hair proved to be just too much (childhood allergies can be so dreadful) and so, for the first time in years I was sent off to the local hotel for felines.  Don't get me wrong - it has all the facilities a cat could desire, en-suite single rooms, but the company was not really to my taste: I ignored the spitting and hissing next door, but frankly it was a trial. Meanwhile the cat in the 'exchange' French home was being ministered to by MS and fellow cat-lover JD.

Here he is (Larry) looking needy and cute. He's obviously has been taking lessons from me.

Next week Little Miss Joey's taking over for MS' next holiday in France - happy days are here again! perhaps she might even write my next blog.... a bientot, mes amis...