[Tate's appetite is small and sated already, so he leaves the rest of his food untouched - taking the plate and putting it on the floor by his heels, where Blondie comes over to woof it down with enthusiasm. He then takes a sip of water from his cup and stands up, nodding his head upward toward the overhang of the loft.]
Go upstairs and get ready, I'll let the cats out and meet you up there.
[He's already doing so, opening the patio door - Blondie trots out to lay out there, and Tate's grabbing a gate he uses to block the bottom of the stairs so she won't come bounding up to be a disturbance.]
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[Tate's appetite is small and sated already, so he leaves the rest of his food untouched - taking the plate and putting it on the floor by his heels, where Blondie comes over to woof it down with enthusiasm. He then takes a sip of water from his cup and stands up, nodding his head upward toward the overhang of the loft.]
Go upstairs and get ready, I'll let the cats out and meet you up there.
[He's already doing so, opening the patio door - Blondie trots out to lay out there, and Tate's grabbing a gate he uses to block the bottom of the stairs so she won't come bounding up to be a disturbance.]