BENTO

When Sushi was in her final weeks, we encountered a wonderful wee fellow but held off because we didn’t want to spook Sushi with a new arrival in her weakened and fragil state. However, when she finally passed, we found out that no-one had wanted to adopt this wonderful guy. We named him Bento, because it’s a fitting name to follow sushi, and he looks like lots of different ingredients and dishes served together.

And he smelled like a bento box too.

Seeking refuge

Flashing the cream filled belly.

Both black and white, both very very different sizes.

All three on kibble quest.

Copy cat.

Copy cat 2

Copy cat 3

Brothers.

Waiting to pounce on your dinner.

Poised to strike.

Closing in on the target.

Basking on the glow of ancient technology

Wolfie after giving up on trying to fit under the space below him (he’s just too big these days)

Bento flaunts his ability to do so.

Up high, playing eye spy.

A trip of solar powered creatures

Wolfie gives up on attacking Bento as some strange invisible barrier thwarts his attacks.

More solar recharging.

All three lock on to a feathered target.