I went to feed Scooby tonight. I’d been told he was scared of the garage door going up so I was quite worried that he’d not come to me, or be a bit skitterish but he wasn’t. He smooched and rubbed all over my legs and enjoyed a good pat. He *is* a really big puss and very soft. I felt just awful leaving him there in the dark garage when it was time to go.
Was a great thing to do on a night when the Mister is out of town … still waiting for a call to see if Xero has won an award at the HiTech Awards in Christchurch.
