I knew something was wrong when I saw the orange ruck sacks being packed, this usually means a longer trip away for the Parentals. The overnight bag is black, I am one smart cookie when it comes to what the Parentals are up to. Include in that a visit from Uncle Paul... Bingo - holiday. Traitors!
Well, it concludes that they left for the South of France to visit Faith's Kittens as all three, Jasmine, Jamie & Lillibet are a year old today! They took a few choice items with them, namely collars and catnip, both of which I got to try for size. The catnip fitted very nicely thank you!
Jaz and Jamie are full of beans, Jamie often writes to me about all sorts of things but mainly how well looked after they are. Momma just had to see it for herself and she wasn't disappointed at all! They are fed better than we are, have a balcony, toys and get to go out in David's Jeep and Eva cooks every night for them and they live in the lap of luxury. They don't drink water, but Champagne from cut crystal flutes and dine on steak, racks of lamb and salmon brought in especially from their homeland of Ireland. They prance about in Velvet collars and speak fluent French. I really don't think there is any more to say about the fact that they are spoiled rotten and are doing very well at lapping it all up.
Lillibet on the other hand is like a small urchin having the leftover chicken occasionally and just plain old kibble. I haven't told her how her Brother & Sister are living or she may start to want more. She is happy not knowing. Momma made her a special cake with a candle and she blew it out and mad a wish. I only hope she didn't wish for the Salmon Eva sent home with Momma... It's gone!