Imaginary sand

Today, while cooking breakfast, I noticed some strange sounds coming from Pia. There she was, away from her usual spot on the couch and under the table. And voilà, out came the first hairball.

I found this very fascinating because Nora was casually observing it all. She went over, smelled it, and discreetly tried to cover it up with her paws like she does in the cat litter. The only problem is, being that it was on the parquet floor. I guess imaginary sand works just fine, right?

Speaking cats.

The two foster cats have started to express their full vocal vocabulary now. Nora’s meowing often means she wants to play, while Pia’s meowing signalizes she wants to be petted. Today, Nora actually jumped on front of the screen to get my attention. All right, I get the point, I guess I’ve been sitting on front of the computer for too long..