Every morning the babies sit by the front door and give me the eye - and ear - until I put on their harnesses and take them out into the passage. They don't do much; Parsifal rolls himself up in his lead and Poppy can occasionally be persuaded to walk to the other end of the corridor as long as I go with her. There is a warm patch of carpet at the other end where the sun comes in and they will sometimes walk up there and lie in the sun which gets a bit tiresome when I have better things to do.
However, this morning, having pumped up the tyres of the Kitty-carriage and since I needed to go over the road to the pet emporium to get some cat food, I loaded the cats in and took them with me. Poppy climbed out and then decided that the kitty-carriage was a safe place and climbed back in again but Parsifal thought that he had landed up in cat heaven. Cat toys, cat beds, cat scratching posts, cat food and endless new smells for him to experience. Needless to say, he didn't want to come home again but we have reached a stage where I can harness them and load them quite quickly if there is a fire - and that is really the whole point of the exercise; to evacuate them if there is a fire.
Tomorrow I am having a breasts biopsy. I can't say that I am looking forward to it but it is something which obviously has to be done so I will be turning up in the late morning 'sans' deodorant or talcum powder and get it over with. I understand that the procedure is done under local anaesthetic so hopefully there will be no problem when I take a taxi home afterwards.