Whats going on?
Whose place is this?
Wheres our house?
Letting the cats out when we got back to the house today saw Pixie disappear up the passage and into my robe, where incidentally she has not moved from all day.
Tarmal was the calmest of the three, sitting with a bewildered look on his face, his eyes searching mine occasionally for some hint of what was occurring.
Spirit headed straight to the front of the house and stood for ages looking out.
Not quite what he was used to, at this point I am the only person living on the street so no gardens to go and explore for him!
I expect it looks like the moon, barren and bare.
Judging by the look on his face he is far from impressed!
Tarmal was the first to relax, I trust the other two won't be far behind him................