White, black and all shades of grey. Only the balls, which my Mistress put on the fir tree, bring spots of red. Winter-time… But next week the landscape may be very depressing. They forecast rain on Tuesday…
My Master gave us our breakfast. Then, RouXy stayed in front of the stove for a moment, probably to show to what extent his fur is blazing. Afterwards he went to the bathroom to lie down on a mat, his habit these days. I, Frimousse, went upstairs. Which sofa? What bed? I have the choice!
My Master thinks of this message of Minister for Health, broadcasted on the radio and on the TV, inviting weak people to stay home, if they don’ have to go out, to avoid catching the flu. My Master, who sees evil everywhere, thinks of homeless people. And, very angry, says: “Disgraceful, Madam Minister!”
Bureaucrats and politicians don’t live in the same world that we live in! Sounds like both you and RouXy have your favorite napping places; our Angel and Chuck do the same, and they change them with the seasons.
I’m sorry to say that RouXy is not well at all this evening.
I’m taking him to our vet’s tomorrow morning.
He is very weak.
Oh – prayers for RouXy ! Be safe in the bad weather and love to you and your boys !
He’ll need a lot of prayers, I’m afraid…
I feel like I just met Rouxy! I hope he is ok! Bonne chance! You seem to have as much snow as us here in Canada
RouXy felt the snow when he went out of the car. Might be the last time he has flet the snow. now he’s in a storage unit in the bathroom, in the dark.
Our purrs for RouXy. We have been reading from afar and he has found a niche in Äiti’s heart already. We wish him health.
Be safe and warm, mes amies.
His health is very very poor, I’m afraid. He’s such a wonderful cat! Our neighbours’s cat! Frimousse’s friend for 15 ½ years!