On the home front

Many of my readers have written wondering what is happening with the kitties. Here is an update, courtesy of George (¡ hi, George !)



Boris, being Boris.



Natasha, always the flighty one.

Both appreciating the fine new kitchen floor tiles.

The plain people of Ireland: Begob but that marmalade cat is awful fat-looking.

The management: Silence, you insolent wretches! This time you have gone too far. Boris is not fat; he is simply big-boned.