At the moment, OH is working off-island for a few days.
This means that a certain someone has been suffering greatly.
However, it does free up some time for the important things.
Like relaxing
and recharging
and searching the property for OH.
(“Papa, can you hear me?”).
He’s even started to channel OH’s hobbies in the hope that it will bring him back sooner, such as embracing a rock ‘n’ roll lifestyle…
and watching/being the TV.
Until OH’s eventual return, he waits. They say absence makes the heart grow fonder. Let’s hope it’s reciprocated…because who would love this?
I hope he is getting enough to eat!
Oh poor kitty. Can’t he find a substitute for OH when he’s gone away? How about you Frances!
I’m laughing out loud. Does OH read your blog?
gosh, no. No one reads my blog!!!
My step-dad was beloved by da cat. So much so, the cat stopped eating when step-dad had a by-pass. 15lbs and 43″ long quivering bundle of desperate for dad cat awaited his return. The rest of us (who had all bottle fed this beast) were nothing more than moldy bread to chuck out.
I so know that feeling. Ruddy chopped liver at best!