|Daisy registers displeasure|
|Daddy assures her: 'Crunchies all gone!'|
Do you remember that messing up of fairy tales? Kee shried!
Anyone remember the context? I have forgotten.Some comedian.
Anyway, she cried!
No more crunchies in the bucket. It was a horrible day.
It gets worse...
|She had to check|
My faithful readers will remember. She loved the snow. It's been really cold very suddenly. The cats keep going to a door and begging to go out. We open that door, they shake their heads, and back away from the cold.
They try another door a few minutes later. No way. They keep hoping that THAT door will have a warm clime! (This will change as they get adjusted!)
|It's too cold!|
Happily, Daddy came back with crunchies for them all. He'd gone into town early, the vet clinic opens at 8:00 a.m., and he saved the day. He had helpers to pour the dry cat food into the bucket.
Sady was there, too. She's the reason we need the expensive hypoallergenic food. If she eats regular cat food she'll throw up.