Gerald has got back to his daily outdoor routine now.
He will come for breakfast at reasonable morning hours and then, for tea time at 3.30pm sharp.
I heard the familiar mewing this afternoon and quickly got his canned tuna and chicken gizzards for him.
For breakfast, it’s pure raw chicken gizzards and meat but for tea time, he wants some canned tuna too. “Variety is the spice of life”, says Gerald.
Meanwhile, Juno is taking a long afternoon nap. When she lived in the bedroom upstairs, we never got to see her sleeping at all. Now, we do.
Indra has been spending a lot of time with Samantha, to make up for the 24 hours that she was hospitalised. I only heard her sneeze once today.
After eating, Gerald went off. No mewing, definitely no yowling and everyone is happy.
Lizzie, on the other hand, has migrated to live under my car in our porch. But I still cannot get close enough to touch her yet. I seldom handle her as I have my hands full with the cats. Husband is the one who usually feeds her.