Well hello there, dear hearts.
How are you this fine and pleasant morning?
I realised this morning while taking my morning constitutional that it has been altogether far too long since last I took pause and sat down to write you all a missive. So now I have snuck into Claire’s study (for she is fast asleep, haha!) to write you all a short note. I usually prefer to lie on the laptop – see picture above – but am growing ever more proficient at typing as well.
Life here in the glorious east goes well. Matthew and Claire are overwhelmingly good company and whenever they go away they always sub in the most pretty, lovely ladies to catsit. Last weekend it was the beautiful Kaz, and I hear tell that when they head to the Canaries Kaz, Vixie and Hannah will be sharing the duties. Add in the belly fusses from Eileen earlier this week and you have a very content Fry-cat!
My new favourite thing has to be the sunshine, which after a six month absence is BACK. After morning noms and fusses I like nothing better than leaping into the back garden (which gets lots of lovely sun) and lying on the table that’s out there. In the bright sunlight my jet black fur shimmers a reddish brown, making me even more handsome than ever; if I do say so myself! I must remember to ask Claire to snap a picture of me in action.
It has been most lovely having Claire and Matthew home from work recently. While I understand that humans must have jobs (unlike cats, who as a higher species, merely need to have delights, foods, and diversions presented to them), it is a little tedious when they are gone for long. We have many cuddle and fuss needs, as do our humans. My particular favourite is to leap onto desks and tables to give the humans a quick nose-kiss, head-doosh, or cuddle. Just think what cuddly chaos I’ll be able to wreak over the summer break!
So friends, all is well here – the sun is in the sky, there’s food in the bowl, and I hear the stirrings of humans in the room along the corridor. So now I must close and sneak back downstairs before Claire finds me writing.
Until next time, friends, I am as ever, your humble servant,
Fry Zanzibar R.