Junior was petrified the other night, because a rather large moth came fluttering into the living room. Of course, about 8 pairs of eager eyes followed it's flight path, but still it stayed up on the ceiling. Junior, meanwhile, is going mental and thinks it's going to dive bomb her at any moment as it descends. Alas, it never got the chance!! RIP little moth....and BAD Tinkerbelle!!!!
Some piccies
Olive, Tinks and Ringo have spotted something.
Ringo on his favourite snooping spot. He can watch the world go by up there.
Popeye. "Can't a cat get ANY sleep around here?"
Bart up close
Megan sparko....with a younger Ringo and Loo in the land of nod below