I try to take time to brush each cat, if they will allow it. It helps to bond with them and it is something for them to look forward to.
Back home, Audrey is having a ball with a new toy I bought her. It's a feather and a few pom-poms on a rod and she loves it. The cat scratcher in the photo is called an ESS and I recommend them highly.
She kicks the heck out of it with her back feet.
Lily is doing well again.
She is almost 18 years old and she is as light as a feather. She is strong, though and has a reason to live. His name is Ed.
It is so cold here again. It's minus a gazillion and the winds are biting cold. I walked Kane today but we kept the walk to 20 minutes. His leg is ok but a little tender as he slipped yesterday on the ice. He spent all of last evening sleeping by the wood-stove with the cats. Did I mention he thinks he is a cat? He does. I caught on to that the first time I saw him lie on his back and swat at a ribbon. Poor fella!
The ferals are fed. I'm tired and a blueberry tea with honey is calling me.
Joining http://gattinamycats.blogspot.ca/ for Cats on Tuesday
hugs, Deb