I spent today working on the actual history of Appleton Hall. I've found some newspaper articles and have been putting them in chronological order and finding many overlaps between the various families. Of course, the weather is less than delightful outside.
After his morning constitutional, William Shakespeare came to inform me that he walk was not its usual pleasant outing. He promptly hopped up on my desk and fell asleep on the right side of my computer.
Sally came to check in, jumped up on the desk, sniffed and groomed William and then curled up on the copier/printer.
Meshuganah stopped in and checked out the food dish. My husband bought the last bag of cat food - not her favorite kind. She made her usual cat noises in my direction, joined by her grandson Shoe. Shoe, being a boy, soon discovered there was a food in the dish and cleaned it up.
Shoe had some difficulty getting past the water dish on his way to his favorite sleeping spot. It seems that Tootsie has decided it is her water dish and no one else can drink from it. Shoe waited around the corner until he heard her move.
So where does Tootsie decide to go? On my desk. Horrified that William is there, and ignoring the fact that I have a large L shaped desk, she starts singing. William's response. He rolls over so his back is to her. Miffed at not having any effect, Tootsie sings to me for a minute, goes to my far left and sits with her back to William. Eventually she does settle down.
So the only one I haven't seen in a while is Raymond. He's been to fascinated with the paintbrushes in the tasting room.
From the noises to the body movements, these felines were in full communication mode. And my husband thought I wouldn't accomplish anything today. I had theater to watch. What could be better?