Big Day
Yesterday was a Big Day for Ella and Nina—they got to go outside without a leash for the first time, aided and abetted by the cat-flap (useless fact: it’s Katzenklappe in German) fitted by Kathy’s Dad, Clive (muchas gracias, Clive!).
What I want to do next is butter their paws, to test the theory that this will encourage them to always come home. This is alleged to be an Old Wives’ Tale, but a colleague of mine, who used to be a chemist, tells me that there is sound scientific basis for this practice. Apparently cats will lick the butter from their paws and associate the good feelings that they get with the location of those feelings, and therefore will always come back in order to feel good again.
Here, kitty kitty—come and get your butter fix…