Still, Lady Gloria does seem to be aware of my displeasure and is busy building me a three story Palacio
Grande in the style of Moorish Spain. She says she is refurbishing an old ferret cage she inherited. Fortunately there
don’t seem to be any ferrets around. I have no idea what it has to do with fur, but I am sure that the Palacio
Grande will be suitable for my new domicile. If I like it well enough I may dub her Duchess of Parsley.
In the meantime, she has provided me with a large ceramic tile to on which to lounge. The house is always
kept at a temperature comfortable for me, but the tile is very nice and cool and I generally take my siesta on it every afternoon.
My salads usually contain a number of tasty, aromatic herbs from the organic garden outside the front
door. The humans have a plan for a new garden next spring – just for me. Of course, I think they should have planned
ahead and planted one for this year – although I suppose they have done the best they can.
My other Lady-in-Waiting, Patricia, Warden of the Cash, and Purchaser of the Provinder, brings me lots
of nice things from the grocery several times a week as I detest stale vegetables and just turn my Royal Back on them with
a quick sniff of displeasure.
Recently they purchased me a lovely pink Royal Throne, which they thoughtfully line with two kinds of
hay. I think this is a great idea because now I can issue Royal Decrees at the same time I snack on hay and issue –
well – let’s just say that the Royal Emptier of the Pellets’ job has gotten much easier. They were surprised
and pleased when they found that I took to my Throne right away. They say that there will be a Throne on each floor of my
new Palacio Grande.
The cicadas are singing a sweet serenade, my lovely coat is nearly grown out, my new Palacio nears completion,
and now I have this Royal Web-site. Life is good.
Thus ends Part the Second of the Royal Chronicles of Princessa Querida Conejo.