Cats and Dogs

It was like a scene from Benny Hill an hour ago. Celeste and Vassilli, the 2 oldest and Saffy and Stitch are being transported to the cattery holiday villa, as I write.
Despite hiding all evidence of prepared cat carriers, Celeste just knew something was up and, living up to her nickname of the Ginger Ninja, she quietly disappeared somewhere in the house. Vassilli was in the garden, kittens shut on the balcony. It took Sam a good 15 minutes to locate her, behind a load of heavy boxes in the basement and she was deposited, kicking and screaming into the carrier.
Called Vassilli in, who immediately sussed the situation and tried to flee to the basement but I was at the top the basement stairs (bloomin' open-plan living), so he veered off up the stairs.Sam chased and caught him but he wriggled free and a mad chase ensued round the living room and kitchen. He is a huge, heavy cat and nearly knocked Sam off his feet but he was eventually rounded up, swearing and vowing vengeance.
After that, kittens were a doddle."Look at this interesting little cage" " Wow! Great! can we play in it" Door is banged shut and they realise they have been tricked and set up a wailing.
Poor Sam, having to drive for almost 30 minutes over bumpy roads with howls of protest echoing round the car - and that's just Sam...

Our friend Gail will come daily to water the plants and feed Kirsty Alley cat and her two, on the porch.

Harmony

And very cute