Sylvio & Carla
Sylvio is an alpha cat also.
He likes to meet people and he's insistent on attention, as much attention as possible.
Bally, the eldest boy isn't alpha. He's timid, always looks for reassurance. Bally is the biggest size wise, and was formerly the runt of Scrap's first litter.
This morning Ariel went out to sun herself on Jos's verandah which faces east. The day is warmer than expected. Jos is going to bring Princess across the road before she sets out for Church at ten.
At 9.30 am, there's a knock at the door just as I start up on the net.
It's Jos: "Have you got Princess?"
"No."
Princess has a good breakfast, suns herself, converses with Jos at length, and then disappears in an instant.
Her old tricks.
We wander around calling. I come back and finish my tea and Jos heads off to heartily pray for Princess in Church.
I try to go across the road to look around while Jos is at Church. Sylvio follows me up the street and penetratingly yells at me to come back as soon as I try to cross the road.
I give in and return. It's all right. Jos comes dashing across the road to tell me that coming up the street, returning from Church, there is Princess, washing her face on the verandah.
It's a warmer day today. With cats, you go with the flow, or try to do that.
Sylvio Likes To Watch The Watchers
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