It’s also the day these little cats are going to get out exploring (I hope) – they’ve been in a week, they know Swallow is home, and it’s time for them to get out there and do their outdoor cat things.
I had to bribe them to leave the warm, cosy fire with bits of mackerel, and even then only Wolfie was brave enough to adventure outside properly. Jamila hung nervously around the door, and Emily poked her nose out and haughtily returned to the sofa. Ah well. Perhaps the first major frost wasn’t the best day to try this.