Gerald has this habit of wanting to follow me whenever I go for walks. In a safe neighbourhood where there are no speedsters, this would be wonderful, but not in my neighbourhood. So, I have to put him inside the house whenever I go for walks. Sorry, Gerald.
Yesterday, I was busy with Kelly at the guardhouse, so I quickly put Gerald inside the house when I went out. He took a very, very, very long nap in Bunny’s Place. I think Gerald is an elderly cat.
This morning, he couldn’t wait to go out!
There, off you go. He just wants to stay in the porch, which is fine.
Then, Creamy came.
I’m trying to train Creamy to eat some canned food, but he absolutely refuses. He only wants raw chicken and raw gizzards.
Well, let’s hope there is never any bird flu in our country (or anywhere else in the world).
Then, later this morning, guess who came as far as to our garbage compartment?
Smokey!! Juno spotted her first, from upstairs.
Then, Smokey quickly scooted back to her house.
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