Showing posts with label Illiah. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Illiah. Show all posts

IN MY FRENCH HOUSE LIVES A FRENCH CAT


Give Sylvie a basket to snooze in and she's happy, particularly if the basket had just held fresh-picked tomatoes and is surrounded by lemons, herbs from the garden, wine, and a cook book.

It's time to put up a bunch of our cat pics.

Our dear Chloe (l.) and Mimi came to France with us but it didn't work out for them.

When Mimi left, a neighbor said that Chloe needed a sister, hence Sylvie.

When Chloe passed, Sylvie was alone. But not for long.
Illiah is a purebred little Parisienne.

Maybe not sisters, but first cousins...

On the ramparts

The family that sleeps together...

The higher the perch, the better Sylvie likes it.

You can't see me. Can you?

HERE is one of a series of articles on the trials and tribulations of bringing Mimi and Chloe to France.




SOUTH OF FRANCE: TYPICAL DAY IN THE LIFE

The autumn morning broke crisp and clean as new money. The very air had shifted, from summer heavy to light and fresh with the promise of be...