Truffles & Rosemary

Truffles & Rosemary (seen here napping on the 3rd floor futon) had their annual vet check-up. The ''transporation'' claimed its usual casaulty - me. This time Rosemary opened a gash right on my left hand's vein. I've gotten a lot of mileage with the nasty scar as more than one person remarked if I have attempted suicide recently.

The check-up? They're both fine. Rosie only slightly over weight. When told that Truffles vomits 'cause she eats to fast, the vet suggested we put large rocks in the bowl to slow her down. This actually worked for about a day, then Truffles became a master of eating around the rock and we're back to square one.

It's been sunny in Seattle since April so we let the cats out in the backyard and they just love it. Truffles has a routine - she lies on the grass until some bug ticklets her belly, then she jumps in the air, dashes across the yard and leaps across the deck to run inside the house (her fur goes flap, flap like in a John Woo movie). Sometimes leaping over Baby Crumpet as she likes to lie the deck & stair up at the fluttering leafs.