Little Seamus was climbing up into my lap tonight to get his cookie treat and his mother gave a short distinct grunt, to which he responded immediately by lowering himself back to the floor. But he stayed there with a front 'hand' on my leg until he got his cookie! That little one has the sweetest face.
All three generations showed up again this evening. But grandma (Miss BG, the first to tame me) came around at three-thirty today, in this heat! I figured she was thirsty but she ate a pan of water soaked food.
