Guineveretoo
Mostly bewildered
My last two cats didn't seem to have any interest in going round the front here, partly, I think, because the back alleyway smells so strongly of foxes? Or possibly just because they were elderly, and used to the quieter life of Cambridge. I do wonder what will happen when these three are allowed out. I don't know how well I would cope with losing one! 
Meanwhile, I am constantly astonished at how friendly they are - the one who is called Jill (but who I keep calling Jane, for some reason - really am struggling with the names of these two poor kittens), was crawling all over my neck and shoulders, and headbutting my face, a few minutes ago. When I put her on the floor so I could get on with things (I am supposed to be working from home), she jumped back up again, but missed slightly, because I am wearing a long skirt, and ended up drawing blood on my knee trying to stop herself from falling. Ow!

Meanwhile, I am constantly astonished at how friendly they are - the one who is called Jill (but who I keep calling Jane, for some reason - really am struggling with the names of these two poor kittens), was crawling all over my neck and shoulders, and headbutting my face, a few minutes ago. When I put her on the floor so I could get on with things (I am supposed to be working from home), she jumped back up again, but missed slightly, because I am wearing a long skirt, and ended up drawing blood on my knee trying to stop herself from falling. Ow!



