One of my foster queens who had her babes 8 weeks ago has decided that it is time for a call, she has just finished feeding so as she has nothing better to do.....!
She has come downstairs and is waggling her bottom at my lads, who obviously being neuters have no idea what to make of the advances and the rolling around.
A quick check of my works diary this morning and cannot get her to the vets till a week on Monday, trip to B&Q for ear plugs so we can get some sleep then.
My lads are totally terrified of her and have gone into hiding, they are not used to such floozies.
