Dear Angel Cat Piaf !
When the last Emperor of Germany visited our castle, he never slept here. But I have a solution to your problems :
My uncle Boguslav smuggled vodka to Scandinavia on a fish cutter with black sails. The sails are still in our attic, I will order Reinhard to bring them up to you on the next shuttle.
For bed sheets the sails are a bit scratchy
but for you cats they are ideal to sink forward claws into and do stretching exercises.
