Of course, I have to give an update on our miracle cat, Ginger. This old gentleman has come along in leaps and bounds. Well, not exactly leaps and bounds. But in gingerly placed (excuse the pun!) one paw in front of the other. That is; WHEN he gets out of bed.
Ginger is genuinely resting and healing his bruised body. He seems to walk with a slight, very slight limp in the left rear leg. But a stiff-legged gait rather than a pronounced limp. Other than that, he's spending all day in my bedroom with a nubile young maiden kitty.
At night, Ginger has his own personal security guard
... his very own personal nurse!
When Missy is off duty, she can be seen playing hide and seek in the lounge with Ambrose!
Where are you, Unca Ambrose?
How pretty am I, Mum? My blue eyes match my collar!
HAPPY SUNDAY TO YOU ALL!