Over the weekend, our cats experienced two major shake-ups. What is normally a totally chilled time for them turned into metabolic madness.
For starters, we had a random dog rock up at the back door on Friday night.
He was actually really lovely.
Resident felines couldn't see it though. It took them AGES to calm down after the sighting. I'm talking HOURS of checking the back door to see if the dog was still there.
Tails don't lie.
Then on Sunday we had a neighbourhood cat come along and cause mischief. Pained howling cut through the cool morning air, but by the time we rushed outside, only Socks remained. (Looking stunned and rather ruffled.)
And so, I have seen that things don't even run smoothly for cats - animals with zero obligations and very few items on their "to do" lists.
Somehow this is reassuring.