Thursday in the garden

What could top the delight of jumping on the heads of Mr and Mrs H, extra early this morning (the sun was shafting through their curtains... come on!!!)?

Well, quite alot! We stuffed down breakfast, chewed a dressing gown belt to a thread, yakked up a long grass by the bookcase (Darcy), pretended to doze as Mrs H walked by in her work suit... WE POUNCED HER  puuuurrrrrurrr ..prodded with claw....(the resulting SQUAWK was most rewarding!).

Then we headed for the door. Waited. Waited. Waited some more.

Mrs H was really quite long to get back to us (but she had on fresh tights so worth it! "to claw, or not to claw" ~ immediately that is - but either way we will get her later! puuuurrru chrrrwwwhhh). She unlocked the door and we.. paused... rubbed.. suddenly BOUNDED outside.

Initial delight was tempered by WET

...green stuff clung to whiskers (well Darcy's)

... and to tails (Darcy's again) He He

But none of this seemed to happen to Bing! HE was like a beautiful white regal fluff ball, despite wet green and dirt... (he will pay later!)

Darcy

... But who cares for appearance when you can 'seek and possibly FIND'!!

beautiful wet pebbles (supporting props)

Mrs H just had to show off these because she delighted in them :-)