Uh, oh, is that a car driving up? Pooh, false alarm…
Oh, boy, I think they are packing.
Oh, boy, will mama and papa miss their lively, crazy family.
Oh, boy, will they miss that Mexican food at Curra’s.
Oh, boy, will they be glad to put their feet up for a little rest, maybe.
Oh, boy, will they be sad to leave new friends.
Oh, boy, will they be walking in the door pretty soon to cuddle and snuggle yours truly.
Oh, boy, am I happy about their imminent return.
But, oh, boy, I’m certainly NOT GOING TO LET THEM KNOW THAT!!!
Oh, boy, they’re going to want their BED back!!! Damn…
Something tells us they aren’t going to get their bed back.
Well, I let them sleep with me, but I made sure they didn’t thrash about and lie on my head…
Let them sleep on the floor Loulou, you stay all nice and cosy in THEIR bed. Spread out, look blissed out, their shame and guilt won’t allow them to disturb you.
Purrs for a safe journey home for them
Luff
Mungo
Well, they’re here and thank you for helping them get here safely, but I AM IN THE GARDEN just looking at them for awhile. (Actually, I let mama snuggle me and THEN went to glare). But they are BACK, in body if not in mind.