Yesterday's Condo
Gabby never fails to surprise. I was fully expecting she'd be in the high yellows or above. Instead, she stuck at around these numbers all night. There was the usual pre-food morning wrestling match. Gizmo then wanted to play fetch with a spring. Gabby was sitting in the hallway talking to me. Gizmo was, apparently, concerned about the conversation so interrupted by washing Gabby's face. (I think the conversation has to do with last night being a flat yellow since when it was time for breakfast #2, when I asked if the kitties wanted food, there were two cats on my heels.)
Gabby never fails to surprise. I was fully expecting she'd be in the high yellows or above. Instead, she stuck at around these numbers all night. There was the usual pre-food morning wrestling match. Gizmo then wanted to play fetch with a spring. Gabby was sitting in the hallway talking to me. Gizmo was, apparently, concerned about the conversation so interrupted by washing Gabby's face. (I think the conversation has to do with last night being a flat yellow since when it was time for breakfast #2, when I asked if the kitties wanted food, there were two cats on my heels.)