Dogs and cat

Abi got a spanking for chasing Clawd. Now Clawd seems to challenge her by sitting just within sight and staring Abi down... Abi tries to chase him quietly i.e. without snorting, (hardly possible for a pug) in the hope that we won't hear. (And they say that animals are innocent?!)
At one stage, Clawd went and lay down next to the dogs' food bowls, and looked at me, with the dogs standing next to me, with such a smug look on his face. The dogs whimpered and looked at him, then to me, and back again. I could almost hear them begging "Can we chase him - can we - can we?"
The next funny incident was ice cream time. When Graeme and I indulge in this treat, we always leave our pets the last lick of ice cream. Cho and Abi obviously remembered their special treat, because they started snorting happily when I started dishing up ice cream into our bowls. But then.... horror....!!
Abi saw me put a little ice cream on a teaspoon and hold it aloft for Clawd to lick while he was sitting on my shoulder. She started howling in distress. How could I give what she considered to be her special treat, to a cat?

Besides trying to get our pets to accept each other, it was a very busy Sunday. Graeme preached and played his trumpet in 4 services, and played his trumpet and listened in another. He is preaching through the epistle to the Galatians in our churches, and I am thoroughly enjoying his messages.

There were 6 children at Sunday School. And, as before, they came over to the manse afterwards. The difference was that they didn't bother to ask if it was ok, but simply followed me from the church to the manse, as if it was the most natural thing to do. (I found out that some Saints say that I look like Mother Hubbard, with my little group of children following me down the road)