What is it with cats? I definitely had a bad cat day yesterday. I agreed to go to my son’s after the school run and wait for the gasman to come and service the boiler. My cat was not so pleased about this. She twined herself around my feet to stop me hurrying about getting ready. She sat on the car keys and cursed me loudly when I moved her. Assuring her I would be back well before meal time I managed to get out.
My son’s cat was asleep on a chair when I walked in. She lifted her head, obviously with great difficulty because she had been so fast asleep when I disturbed her by walking inquietly. She then gave me a right mouthful, telling me in no uncertain terms what she thought of me.
Heavens to Betsy, all I was doing was a good turn. We all know how they turn out don’t we?
