Hey y'all! It's Mittens.
The other day I was hanging out in the back yard, when the door cracked open and out came LOTH (Lady of the House) and follwing right behind was LLOTH (Littlest Lady of the House). I was already hunkered down behind a bush and I didn't want to startle the Ladies so I just stayed where I was.
It was pure luck that LLOTH didn't spot me over yonder. I stayed real quiet like as LLOTH strutted around Our Porch. She was fit to be tied friends (seemed she could tell I'd been enjoying a sun puddle on the lounger earlier).
Finally LOTH carried the little lady inside, and I was beside myself when LOTH returned. Dear Cod, is she carrying a sack of chow? Yes, she was.
LOTH is a generous pourer and she did not disappoint. She looked right at me (seemed she spotted me from the start), and invited me over for my meal. So civilized. I enjoyed a hardy round of neck scritches before I settled in for a snack. It was a pleasant afternoon.