I am not entirely convinced the Restricted Diet our cats were put on by the Vets will be completely successful.
I was enjoying my lunch while catching up with the BBC News when I heard a commotion coming from the kitchen. Squeaking was very evident. At least at first!
Being the man I am, I calmly walked in and opened the outside door politely asking our two cats if they wouldn’t awfully mind taking their little friend outside. (Please note this sentence has been written with my reputation in mind and bears no resemblance to the actual facts).
Having deposited said little fury friend outside, both cats then looked at me with just a little puzzlement in their eyes as I firmly closed the door behind them and locked the cat flap squarely shut.
Settling back down to finish my lunch while the cats clawed at the door, images popped into my head of Paul and I sat around in a circle at the vets Fat Cat Club discussing how best to lose weight (the cats) with other equally put upon owners.
Aaah, they’re bringing you little pressies. How sweet!
Sam xxx
Funny thing is, when the in-laws are staying over, the never bring anything into the house!
Well, that’s love for you!