Purrl has become another Cheese Departee. She upped and left today (or perhaps yesterday) with no warning. I hope she gets hit by a bus, the ungrateful cow. Uh, cat.
Kabuki was demanding clothes this evening, but wouldn’t accept any of those that I bought from Mable and Sable. They just weren’t stylish enough, apparently. That’s gratitude for you. Several of my animals wanted to pop in to see my house too, so I told them it wasn’t a museum and they couldn’t just come round whenever they fancied it. Then I beat them with a golf club.
Some of this story isn’t true.
