Inky, confined to a bedroom, with a screen to stop her jumping to the window sill, finally allowed out of the cage. Hopefully when, in another 2 or 3 weeks when she's let outdoors again, the lack of a tail will remind her to stay away from the road. Well, she has a tail of sorts. The stump still wraps around her, as far as it goes, when she sits.
I realized that it has been a while since I was here and there has been changes in the pack. If you nail the breed you will get an honorable mentioning Meet Valle and Elsa.
Enjoying some pastrami. On the windowsill in the room next door, ie the identical height to the one a screen was erected in front of to stop her jumping up that high.
Inky appears to be a happy cat. 19 yr old Dave To me he defines Daveness. Despite having known the other Dave of the guitars and bikes getting on 45 years. It's obviously a cat's name, if you think about it. Actually it's probably also a dog's name. Or anything with four legs, really.