the kitten chronicles - part 171

We are all creatures of habit. The boys especially. So what happens after 2 weeks of scratching at the Big Cat's door to wake him up
with no response? Or 2 weeks of lying at the front door awaiting that very same Big Cat's return from work - that never came. It brings a tear to the Old Big Cat's eye thinking of his lonely spurned charges. Anyway, they're not scratching at the door - at least not this morning (or yesterday come to think of it.) My furry alarm clocks are off the job. Maybe it's daylight savings that has thrown them? But then how to explain that they no longer greet me at the front door when I return home after a hard day at the lab? Instead, I can only surmise their little kitty hearts have been broken. And they done changed their way of living. Oh, how I miss their tender greeting. I hereby vow to regain their trust with a campaign of vastly increased lovin'. Maybe 2 cans of soft food tonight, boys! xxx dad