Pigeon is looking better, almost completed molting, now Bilbo parakeet has started shedding his feathers! Strange to be down to two cats; we had to relocate Oskar after he attacked Baldwin and Mindy's Alaska, leaving two fang wounds in the neck. I assume Oskar did in my Greystroke. Katrina seems elated that she's top cat as poor moaning Griffin who is a living skeleton of a cat hardly counts as a competitor in any way. Griffin has actually perked up these past two days, jumping up on the deck bench to beg! He loved licking the soup bowl with remnants of Alma's squash soup. Perhaps when I return from my visit south, a dog will find me - us!
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