I am sitting at the living room table just having finished breakfast. I often position myself so to see and view the beauty of the cats wherever they may be. On this occasion I am unable to place my chair to face both Maddie and Grace.

So I turn to face the nearest, Maddie, and in doing so catch myself mentally conveying

'..please excuse my back, Gracie..'

Instantly, I muse if such a term might even be applicable to her.

But in a flash she has answered my thoughts.

“That's okay, I love your back as much as your front..” She replies.

Touched, I turn around. And Grace herself has her - very beautiful, black, back to me, whilst completely absorbed in grooming.