Moscow in Easter
Moscow’s perspective on Easter at Manor Cottage
Me, my brother and my pet K9
This morning was really disappointing. Stuart was having yoghurt again for breakfast. So when he had finished I had a lick of his bowl . Yuuuuuuk. It was that horrible imitation Greek yoghurt from the Coop. This is not suitable for cats who are discerning. I expect my brother will eat it.
All the humans were here again yesterday. In fact they are here all day, every day. But they do occasionally go out and bring things back to eat. On Saturday I had popped round to see my friends in the road by the curry house. (I am quite nervous about the the curry house because I am not sure where they source their meat). And what should happen but one of the humans Stuart and Hilary are looking after turned up to forage for food from a man in his garden who seems to do his own hunting then share it out with other humans. I kept a low profile (I am not known as the low flying cat for nothing) but he spotted me. I pretended I was a different small black cat.
It may be a holiday for humans but today is busy for cats. I did some early morning hunting which seems to have annoyed HIlary. So I am going to do sleeping now.