Yesterday, Lautrec telepathed (telecat'd) with me to say that they are doing ok, then he sent a couple of pictures. Yep, that's Lautrec there in his Mom's closet (frankly, I, myself prefer sleeping in the laundry basket when my Mom is gone) and Tiny is on their cat couch. They are fine though I do have to admit that Lautrec does look a bit forlorn...but hey, in a couple of days his Mom will be out of my fur and back to nibbling on his toes and I will finally be able to let my nice pink toes be free and without harassment.
Otherwise, I thought maybe you might like to see a couple of pictures of Geneva. Just quick shots in the old town. Geneva is famous for it's place at the end of Lac Leman and for the 'jet d'eau' (the big fountain in the lake), but since it is just SOO typical photograph that, I preferred to show you more unusual shots. Afterall, I am not like everyone else, so I refuse to just show you what you can find on a postcard. What can I say?

