Jingles the Cat

Regina came bearing gifts, for Sykes that is. A collar with a bell adorns his neck now. I think she doesn't like the fact that we've been losing track of him. After hitting the hay last night, we could hear Jingles coming up the stairs, one ring a dingy, two ring a dingy, three ring a dingy. Maybe we'll get used to it, if David will give it enough time. We did get over the morning prayer call that hits Doha before sunrise. So far, Sykes has done better in the entertainment job for Regina than myself. She's been playing fetch with him, offering her leftover "egg juice" to him, and sharing her bedroom (not to mention her bathroom) with him. Regina and I haven't done anything too exhilarating, other than hitting Villagio and Landmark malls. We did attend a birthday lunch yesterday for my friend, Chris, at Asian Traditional restaurant, which was yummy as usual. Other than that, she's been quite content hanging with Sykes, or Jingles that is. Well, it's the weekend for us and the sun is setting which means din din time. Later!



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