We have been on the move quite a lot recently. That rumbling noise from under the kitchen worktop seems to signal a departure. The noise increases and the rolling starts. Then it all goes silent but the rolling gets worse. We never know how long it will go on for but when the rumbling starts again it usually means the rolling is going to stop and we have arrived somewhere. We must be moving to different countries as we have been poked and prodded by those Vet humans. One even came on to the boat to check us out. We are always on best behaviour at these times as we don’t want to go back to that white room. Last week I heard the owners say we were in Grenada. I am surprised as no one came to look at us. It seems that they don’t care about cats. We are told rabies is rife here so we might hide if the owners want to take us for a walk.