My cats seem allegro without me.

I have doubts that my cats Loverboy and Chenuska miss me very much. If at all. I've left them tended by a house-sitter in Minnesota while I spend the autumn and winter in faraway Sardinia. I connected with the cats the other night. On Skype. An audio-video computerized hook-up. We talked for a while. And I learned that the cats have become well-acquainted with the house-sitter. They scurried to see me on the screen. But I'm not sure they even recognized me. Of course, I recognized them. And I'm happy that they are happy. Or maybe I should say allegro. The Italian word for happy. --Jim Broede