Well, since Kitty had her brush with death, and got injections from TED she
has almost not stopped eating.
As we speak, she is scarfing down Boyfriend's food while he is asleep on my
chair.

On Sunday, I made myself a Yorkshire pudding, a sort of baked savoury batter
that is absolutely yummy with gravy on.  There was quite a bit left, so I
threw it into the poultry bucket yesterday.
Where is it now?  Well, it *was* on my kitchen carpet, half eaten but now
it's all gone ;-)

Kitty claims it's not her fault, she was hungry.  I declare she must be a
pound heavier in the last week and for a tiny cat that's a lot.

I'm so glad she got better, I would feed her smoked salmon as long as she
was OK
(OMG please don't tell her this..)

Tweed