Hello everyone. Simba here. I hope you’re all well. That virus thing is receding, isn’t it?
That’s more than can be said for the number of cats visiting our garden. The R rate has gone up. Their numbers are increasing exponentially. On top of that, the weather has become cold. I decided Spring had come and I could sleep on my chair as it was warmer, but I’ve had to go back into my igloo again. It’s too cold.
Snowflake (he’s the right colour isn’t he). Anyway, he’s correct about the number of invaders in our garden. We’ve seen off Johnathan de Freitas. He hasn’t been back since we ambushed him. Jordan is too afraid to come since I showed him my incisor. But…. there has been a large tabby which could be Maud’s father (I really hope not) and another one. Maud says she is called Gillian.
Not that Maud again. She’s always at the door waiting for Leo. And now Gillian….
In fact, just look at them. They’re all lined up wanting to come into our house!
Oh yes, so it is. But you can see the others, Johnathan, Maud and Gillian. And I can tell you that Gillian has a tail like a fox. Just look at it.
Oh yes, Gillian does have a rather lovely tail, but I don’t think she is as lovely as little Maudie.
Oh no I hope he doesn’t go moony over that Gillian, now. That tail is strange. I hope she isn’t half fox! Foxes are dangerous. You have to be careful of them, you know. They are related to dogs.
Oh panic not, White Delight. Life is sweet and I really don’t care about the cat R rate going up, as long as it goes up with Mauds and Gillians.
Love Leo xxxx