It's the first day of Ramadan (a Muslim fasting tradition like Lent and Yom Kippur. Check this Wikipedia fasting article for more if you're interested) and it looks like it's also the start of the rainy season. It's cloudy, and the rain has been falling in a steady drizzle all morning.
I'm having a wonderful time. It's fresh and green and the bed was just the right temperature to invite dalliance this morning. But Scoop and Au are not amused. Not only was their morning walk marred by wet paws and tummies, but the rain has washed away all those enticing scents that tell them who was where and when.
Currently both cats are sulking. Scoop is curled up in front of the window, and Au is inside his box - with the flaps pulled closed.
I haven't the heart to tell them that a) we'll probably be enjoying rain for the next few weeks, and b) there are going to be lots of strangers around celebrating the end of the fasting rituals.
Fat issues aside, I'd better stock up with chicken for Scoop and ham for Au. They're going to need some solace.
PS: for everyone who thinks I'm being too critical of Au's figure, take a look at this fat tummy! Au snapped yesterday morning after breakfast...