New Cats: Part II...

I am now back in the office a few days a week. The Missus has used my household absence to win the hearts and minds of our new kittens. 

I had high hopes of winning their approval. But I have been defeated by a superior mind with superior resources and a superior publicity machine. 

What a humiliating defeat. I now know how Saddam Hussein must have felt...

New Cats: Part I...

We have new cats. Well, the Missus has new cats because I bought them for her for our 20th wedding anniversary. But, in reality, they are 'our' cats.

They are seven-month-old bonded sisters called Dolly and Dotty. Both are jet black with tufts of white on their chests and stomachs. Dolly is the braver of the two, while Dotty is the more timid. 

Our last cat, Buffy, died about two years ago. We had her for 18 years and we resisted the temptation to get a new pet/pets for some time. But we've now succumbed and, quite frankly, it's fabulous.

We are both a tad besotted. Cats rock.