"Lesley" wrote in message
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Last night-an old friend of Dave's who happened to have to be in
London (he lives in Edinburgh) arranged to meet Dave in the "Bells"
along with some other of his friends from the Fortean Times ;list so
of course let's ignore the fact that I have been off sick for 2 days
some sort of tummy bug- seems to have passed and if I am honest I
probably could have made it in Friday but I just wanted to make sure
I
shook it completely I now have to persuade Dave that as his friend
can
make his way down from Edinburgh and specially select a meeting
place
5 minutes from us then surely despite your hay fever/cold you could
make an effort?

So he did and had a great time- we both did

Now consider this...

Dave- around pretty much most of the time- occasional source of ham
and skritchies

Lesley- Carts food and litter from the shops. Buys cat toys. Brushes
Sarsi with zoom groom (Dave can't grip it properly). Cleans water
and
food dishes and fills same. Scoops cat litter. Empties and washes
trays. Refills litter tray and carts the heavy bags of damp litter
down to the bins. Makes special trips to vet for Hills S/D -worries
that she gets them stuff they like. Buys ham. Also good for a nibble
of chicken when making her sandwiches for work. Plays with toys and
offers skritchies

When we got back- guess who the pair of them were all over?

Ungrateful little so and so's


I get up at 6:30 AM to let Kayla and Jake and Molly out, and to feed
them and take care of their needs. I spend most of the day involved
with all three of them. I operate the brush and the doors, provide
the toys and rides to the park. And throw a ball or Frisbee about
1,000 times.

But at night I go to bed first. (Charlie sleeps in a LOT later than
6:30). So he is in charge of evening treats and bedtime for the fur
kids.

You can see the change over in attitude about three in the afternoon,
as they start to cozy up to him. By the time I go to bed, Kayla is on
the sofa with her chin on his knee looking at him with adoration.

Jo