The end of a long day

The fish had their pond water changed by the man who comes every two months. I didn't see him, but I could hear his voice. I expect he would like to see me, as Lynettea says he has a cat. She gave him some of my cat grass one time he was here. I hope the fish are grateful. 

'Your toys are waiting to play with you, Sasha, ' says Lynettea.

But I am still resting.