I woke up in the middle of the night last night with a searing pain in my chest and thought I was having a heart attack - until I rolled over and dislodged a hard pea-shaped piece of jetsam which had obviously been dragged in by Loti (or Princess as BB calls her).
This is Loti in her favourite position on the arm of the sofa.
This is Loti in her favourite position on the arm of the sofa.
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If I had a white sofa, I would be queasy about allowing cats to lie on it. And Carol would say "Aw, leave her alone, it's her favourite place ...". And I would reply: "Not that this house is run ENTIRELY for the convenience of pussy cats or anything ..."
I know what you mean ... we don't have curtains in the kitchen so that the cats can look out the windows!
"Not that this house is run ENTIRELY for the convenience of pussy cats or anything ..."
Neil, Neil, haven't you heard? Dogs have masters, but cats have staff.
Kathie, How true!
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