I waited all evening but Mr Zurik did not appear.
Neither did the shrews.
Just when I was about to call it a night, I looked out in the patio and…
Hmm…Timmy is not on his chair.
There’s a tabby sitting there.
Must be Vincent.
Wait…it’s not Vincent…
Oh gosh…hey, it’s Mr Zurik!
Wait, Mr Zurik, wait…let me get you some food (laced with medicine…he he he.)
Makan, silakan…makan!
Everyone wanted some too.
Oh well…
Vincent wasn’t here.
I went out to look for him. I couldn’t find him anywhere.
Tsk…I guess the patio isn’t big enough for two “Star Tabbies”?
Timmy!! We are not playing “Musical Bowls”, please. No!!
Mr Zurik had three helpings.
Well, he was hungry, the poor guy.
Day 8 of antibiotics – Done!
Yay!