Min had her collar replaced with magnet to open cat flap and after some considerable sniffing ever inch of the outer door ventured out - and disappeared. She has returned, exhausted. But with four legs working. Presumably been checking out that the fields are still there.
Cait Sith is still on steroids, eating, eating, eating. He has gained weight. But his red blood cells have not increased as much as they hoped. Further blood tests await. But he seems happy enough.
I am gearing up for the North East Open Studios where our Art Group exhibits at the Lighthouse Museum. Lots of paintings been mounted and framed.
"I was just having me tea." one to be mounted.
And, "Oh We Do Like to be beside the Seaside - not.." another.
Painting of which takes ones mind off worrying about cats.