There's my boys getting ready for Sunday lunch. R is out walking Twizzle and M's over there preparing their food.
Daddy is in a cleaning mood and all the windows are open so I was able to call out to George, maybe the cats can't hear me through glass these days but as loud as I shouted George just kept on walking.
For a second I thought Mogsie must have heard me as he turned this way but his eyes gave no recognition. I'm not going to give up trying though!
