Posted on May 27, 2003 in Cats
Fiona Phosphor and Boadicea “She-Who-Stands-Up-To-Dogs” came home this afternoon in a cat carrier that stank of Ambrose and Virginia. I released them in the living room and let them explore a bit before moving them back to the office. Virginia came down the stairs to meet them at their mews. She took one look at them. They looked at her. Everyone went to hide, Fiona and Boadicea beneath my desk, Virginia under the ugly, short green chair that made Tracy cry when we tried to sell it.
No one comes out, even when we cry “Cat Food!”