I seem to have a piddle problem again. I woke up with a puddle on my duvet! Not nice! My worst fear is, that it could be a manifestation of Ziva's suspected kidney disease ... I sure hope not!
But if not, what's the alternative? Well, I'm hoping it's a protest against the low litter boxes ... I confess I haven't topped them up as much as they should be ... well, litter isn't cheap. And, although, as long as I receive my salary, I have nothing to worry about ... there is no guarantee that I WILL receive a salary every month ...
Yeah, this lock-down is really killing businesses. It's not looking good ...
No use dwelling on that. Back to my little piddlers. After treats, I found a puddle in the kitchen! I'm not sure WHEN it was made - we had no power when I got home. Load shitting. Again! Fortunately just half an hour for me, but still. No warning, just 'poof! You're off!'
Mewthos just had a cuddle attack - just really, really wanted to be brushed! He even followed Mini's example and pawed the brush to tell me what he wants! And, of course, whenever there's brushing going on, Mini comes hopefully along for her share!
Well, I'm just going to go to bed and give mips all the cuddles and play-time and brushies and whatever else they want.
We had fun playing with the new wand toy last night - it's a pink fish! Mewthos' favourite colour! Mini, Mewthos and Janey came to play - each patiently waiting their turn. No, they still don't play together - it's very strictly in turns. When one is pawing at the toy, the others sit back and watch ... it's for me to choose who's nose to dangle it in front of. Weird, eh? Well, that's my mippies!
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