Are we right to feel nervous with all these men passing to and fro near the pond? They have stacked up furniture near us, but we can hear them stamping and a dreadful noise which comes and goes. Dawn is still feeling very agitated and we are trying to give him courage. He feels a failure because he couldn't get the food bearer to listen properly to his concerns for us.
The food bearer told him that there would be 'sawing noises', 'hammering noises' and 'drilling noises' and probably conversation that he could find disturbing. But not to worry. She hastily threw down some food this morning and we haven't seen her since. We hope she will be back at our usual feeding time, but without Diamond to remind her she is not as reliable as she was.
We hope if another cat comes we will be safe. The food bearer says that there will be more reconstruction than the builders had thought, but they won't touch the pond.
What a dreadful idea. That hadn't occurred to us, that the world could be touched. Our world, Our pond. When Dawn reassured us we were not reassured. We had always thought of the pond world as something permanent. The very idea that it could be changed is distressing to us.
STREAK for the pond fish. (Princess Aurora is so upset at the thought the pond might be alterable that she cannot write).