Well, that was quick. Fancy Feast emailed me last night and said he suspected I had "a plan of action".
If you have any idea what that means, please enlighten me.
I asked him to clarify and never heard from him again.
And they say women are difficult.
Not one to let that get me down, I immediately emailed the purring Persian and said: Whatcha doing this weekend?
Update. It appears Fancy Feast suffered some kind of homework-related meltdown last night, but seems to be recovering (and is back in communication) this morning. The fun is endless.