Danielle let the cat out of the bag. It is the birthday of Frimousse’s Mistress today indeed. She would have liked to receive a very special present: Frimousse’s recovery. But it was not possible. Frimousse will visit his doctor on Thursday at 6 pm. We hope his condition will not get to bad since then.
Have a good evening or a good day according of the place you live.
Yesterday morning I, Frimousse, knew immediately there was something going on. Therefore I remained at the far end of my garden, behind the raspberry bushes. My Masters became nervous. When RouXy arrived I didn’t get into the house to share breakfast with him. It became clear I wouldn’t get into the house. My Mistress treacherously came to me pretending to stroke me and she abruptly got hold of me. I screamed but she managed to carry me inside.
It was the day of the celebration of my Master’s grand-sons’birthdays, respectively 12 and 14 years old.
Off they went. They only came back just before 8 in the evening. RouXy was taken to his house and I, Frimousse, was let out in my garden, my Masters hoping I wouldn’t stay out until midnight! They were glad I didn’t. I went in after a half-hour in the garden.
I had my dinner and as my Masters were sitting at table, discussing, I joined them and asked my Mistress to stroke me.