* After Dinner Whiskey Hour, in case you're in need of explanation. OTOH, you could always google it. Numbah THREE, Bay-bee!
So. The kittehs are alive and well, if somewhat deficient in the situational awareness department. Case in point:
In the general vicinity
You lookin' at ME?
Just hangin' out by The Green Hornet
So... they hung around for a bit and then it was off to explore places unknown. The kittehs have kinda-sorta (and grudgingly) accepted my presence in the way all cats do. When I came out of El Casa Móvil de Pennington earlier this evening to furl the awning they were hangin' around the car carrier and didn't scamper off when I arrived on the scene. No... they just sat there and eyed me as I went thru the motions of raising the awning, lookin' for all the world like they were intrigued, when I know they weren't. But they still kept their distance, as feral cats do.
Mama Cat was conspicuous in her absence this evening but that doesn't mean she wasn't around... somewhere.
No ADWH soundtrack tonight... Pandora was throwing some kinda hissy-fit and wouldn't load on my spiffy new phone. So we simply entertained ourselves by listening to the manic chirping of the birds, which was OK by me.