Sidling into work, hiding my disenchantment, I go to "my" polytunnel. A disgruntled ginger cat has decided to commandeer my comfy chair, but shoots away as I appear.
I feel slightly more at peace with the world when I know that there are cats about. Even if, like Ginger, all attempts I make to introduce myself are brushed off very sharply.
But Ginger has been a busy boy - a bunch of kittens have now appeared under a bush at the other end of the nick.
Perhaps I should take one home?
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I would! ;). I don't trust people who don't like cats.
ReplyDeleteI would, but my other half is allergic to cat hair :(
ReplyDeleteGood luck for the hearing..
Sam (still cant work the profile thingy)