Dappled-Light

Another week passed as Jay drilled the board and train cats. Some days it was obedience, others it was trail riding, and sometimes they did puzzles. But the board and train for both of them was coming to an end, and he needed to make sure they were good to go. Mew was going home later in the month, while Stello still had a month left. That left them with - Jay checked his phone calendar - eight days left for Mew, and 24 days left for Stello. Both seemed like an eternity while at the same time not being enough. The cats had settled into a comfortable routine. In the morning, Jay would do his rounds around the cattery with Carajilo trotting by his side. The ewes had lambed, and little lives were bouncing around the pens as they walked by, eager to be scratched behind the ear. The herd was still small, only a handful of individuals, but Jay was thrilled that it was growing. He had even been gifted a set of twins which he had nicknamed Thing One and Thing Two. He made sure the sheep were