I mentioned in an earlier piece that I don't live alone in Fontainebleau.
There are of course the comfy laps, HMDT and Toowfu. That goes without saying.
Plus you've already "met" my pal Hiro, the female cat who has no problem with gender identity even though the comfy laps insisted on giving HER a boy's name.
And there was an allusion to the PRESENCE, about which (or whom?) I know as little as you at the moment.
Perhaps though you remember a passing reference made by Hiro to some other four-legged critters whom she called the "lop-eared nutters".
Indeed I've had the pleasure of hearing them exercise their vocal cords - to the delight of everyone else in the neighbourhood - while I've been trying to snooze in the afternoon.
But up until now I haven't actually seen, let alone met, any of them.
That though has all changed.
Holidays are all about relaxing, enjoying the weather, discovering new places and making new friends.
And that's exactly what I've been up to over the past week as I came muzzle to maw with La Grande Dame and watched in amusement from the safety of the bedroom window as les Lop Ears raced around outside.
She's placid and gentle and like many of her ilk "not quite all there".
Her daughter, Blondie, is a bit of a stunner, but every bit as barmy.
The trio of daftness is completed by Silly; the comfy laps must have spent hours trying to come up with that name!
Anyway, as promised, here's some short footage HMDT shot of the three of them during a recent splash-about in a nearby lake.
They might look a little half-baked, but they could be fun.
I'll keep you posted.
Such a racket