Of course, we dress for dinner.

What do you mean you didn’t realize? (Lilla Cabot Perry/USPD:artist life/Commons.wikimedia.org)

What? Did not the courier deliver the message?

Do not mumble. It is the sign of a troubled or weak mind. 

We shall be generous and assume it is low blood sugar.  Come along now. Keep up. If you are with Us, none will bother you…despite your attire.

You do know which spoon to use? And not to slurp your soup? It’s chicken. Good for this miserable dreary weather.

A lovely luncheon with Us.

That shall make up for your disappointment.

So unpleasant when routines must be disrupted. Que sera, sera.

It was necessary to tell Staff not fret or worry over a Friday blog post.

“The world shall not end,” We insisted as We ended the efforts by sitting on the keyboard.

Being considerate, We were too kind to mention that visitors might be relieved to find no assigned reading.

Between the party on Monday – and it was a lovely event – such fun to see everyone even if the crowds made it difficult to get to Our vanilla icy cream.

Oh, the blogiversary treats were purrfect and appropriately served. (Gerard/USPD:artist life/Commons.wikimedia.org)

Of course, there was no choice but to welcome the poor German who was suddenly having tummy issues. Nerves? More likely the result of snatching some tidbit off the counter she wasn’t supposed to have. Canines. Such poor eating habits. There’s always the possibility she just wanted a vacation playdate. We were suspicious as she seemed to perk up and feel better in so little time.

“Fishy stink. Three days, fishy stink!” We wailed. To no avail. Sigh.

Staff was being stretched already at that point.

Then the attack in the brush. A red-eye express.

Staff cavorting with canines in the Outer Realm! We know that is what happened. Not paying attention. Silly attempt to run off some dog energy before the rain.

Rain and more rain. Normal creatures would curl up and nap, but not the German nor the Molly which meant staff was busy keeping them busy. And walking in them in the chilly downpours. Dogs have no consideration.

In any case, between all the party cleanup, the wet dog towels, rolling dog hair tumbleweeds, and an eye worthy of a werewolf, We had to put Our paw down.

Staff needs rest.

The post in progress, while already causing chuckles, must be put aside.

No doubt, while you have come so far only to be disappointed about that, you shall be offered a light lunch – with a saucer of tasty icy cream afterwards.

Yes, yes, We can see you are delighted. 

Do not make assumptions, We warn you.

Now come along. No dawdling. We know it is tempting to gawk at the Inner Realm’s hidden wonders.

Oh? Salmon? It appears Staff did manage to create a special little treat in your honor. ©

Do not even think of Staff carrying you. We told you. Staff must rest.

You have Our permission to be seated.

Yes, it the light is dim by your chairs. That way your inappropriate attire is not so noticeable. We accept your unspoken thanks.

Please do not attempt to sneak one of the realm’s cloth napkins into your pocket. No souvenirs.

Our paw has waved. Shall We begin?

Staff? We are waiting.

There now. Yes, a petite feast in your honor. Delightful, is it not?

Don’t forget to leave the tribute of an open can of food in the doorway.

I am RC Cat and I approve this message.