I had a home-visiting petcare business for many years, until 9.11 ended it, different story, will explain on request.
Meanwhile it means I literally tended hundreds of animals of many species over the years and never once did even the shyest one fail to come out to play.
Owners would say you'll never meet Fluff, he only comes out for me, but let me me just find a picture of him -- oh, there he is on your head!
This week's kitties no exception. You'll never see Mao, he hides all the time, she said..
Mao and Phinnie, his partner in crime, both out on every visit, Mao on the counter, insisting on petting, headbutting me, pushing his head into my hand, usual performance of a confident cat.
Phinnie looking on with his best spawn of Satan gaze.
Every scrap of food eaten. I think they're okay.
