Possum here at the keyboard, with the latest news.
Pixie (who is napping under the quilt on Mummy's bed) has been feeling a bit better since the day before yesterday and she ate more than half of her food on Wednesday (though not quite so much on Thursday and today even less, though the day is still young). Our Human did some research on the Internet and found a very useful web-site about Chronic Renal Failure in Cats and, as a result, arrived at some insights as to why Pixie was refusing to eat her new Veterinarian Renal Diet. With a flash of Enlightenment (isn't that a lovely big word We have added to Our vocabulary?), it dawned on her that nobody, especially not a Pussycat who was feeling poorly, would be tempted to eat dry pellets that smell (and taste) like sawdust. (I could have told her that!) She therefore craftily added a few teensy weensy pieces of Fancy Feast to our dry foods and mixed them in well to give a more appetising smell to the food, and do you know what, Fellow Felines? It actually seemed to work, though she still had to coax Pixie quite a bit.
I do hope this is not going to come off our weekly ration of half a can of Fancy Feasties... Oh, no! Mummy is nodding. It is going to come off our ration. Now, that is not Good News, Fellow Felines!
To other matters, however! We finally had a taste of Winter, Fellow Felines. We have been reading on so many of your blogs about snow and storms, while the Sun continued to shine here, that We were beginning to feel rather left out! But last night, there was quite a storm, with lots of water falling out of the sky and flashy lights and sudden, loud, crashing noises.
We aren't frightened of storms, Fellow Felines. No, indeed, not at all. But just in case Mummy was frightened, we ran and snuggled under the blankets with her, to comfort her. Wasn't that thoughtful of Us, Fellow Felines?
Now we are all set to enjoy the weekend at home with Mummy.
Shabbat Shalom to you all.