We’re sitting around worried about a little nakie named Renfield. He’s a housemate to our friend Nofuratu and came down with sudden onset ataxia, which means he’s dizzy and falling over a lot. His humans took him for testing but they still aren’t certain what the cause is. We’re sending all our healing thoughts and lots of love to Renfield and his family.
As we wait anxiously for news of Renfield, this Caturday rolls on with Titanescu and his “food rules”. After however many years spent in prison, getting food in certain amounts and at fixed times, old “Iron Beans” enjoys his freedom by laying claim to whatever’s edible inside the Endurance.
Which means the dog’s bowl as of late…
Poor Pepi gives him a wide berth, even as he ambles slowly but purposefully towards her dish. He’ll dig in, look up at her, then us, and dig in again. That old gangster would stare down that wall, Mister Reagan…
Thank you for thinking of us and including Renfield in your post!! Love the faces of Titanescue. Black cats are so hard to photograph but you can not tell with your pics!
It was hard to get happy about Caturday while being worried about Renfield, but I’m glad you like the pics of Titanescu. Black cats ARE hard to photograph.
Thanks SO MUCH for thinking of us!! Always love your blog! You guys are great!! 😀
Aw, we love all of you. We’ve gone through some awfulness with our kitties, so we know how bad it feels.