I tried to get the resident low-earz to come over and look; she got up, stretched, yawned, turned around, hopped up on the chair, and went back to sleep.

Just a guess, but I'm thinkin' she's not interested.... and from the dirty looks, I don't think I'm *suppose* to be either.


Miz Ritzie, I like your buns .....errr ... uhhh .... err...well, you know what I mean...



Hmmm...could it be that the cats are conspiring? Has Miz Ritzie been talkin' to Miss Edwina?