Oh dear, the poohlets have gone

Yes, the kitties and I are alone again. And we're all a little out of sorts.

Although... you should have seen Audrey-kitty just a minute ago ---- she jumped up way high onto Arnold's box and stood there quite proud of herself. A little shaky, though - that box is not exactly stable. Ah, it just wiggled a bit and she had to leap down and squeak. I think she's insisting that she wasn't scared but that the box wasn't safe.

Now she's on the puce banana. Arnold was parked in the spotted bed behind me until Audrey squeaked. Now he's on the floor beside me watching her. Now he's moved to the foyer and he's groggily watching her - trying to figure out what she's up to. He's very sleepy-looking.

So, that's it from kitty-land --- squeaks and mers and purrs and being a little sad.