The Cat.

The Cat, No Name, hasn’t actually left home, but then she was never going to, was she?  She knows which side her bread is buttered.  She clouts Conner when Connor gets a bit silly.  And she was here first.  Although so far Connor shows no sign of cat scratches on his nose.  So possibly no claws.  But he does holler.  Connor is very good at hollering.  He does that a lot.  It is pitiful, gut wrenching even.  Rotten little sod.

I suspect that The Cat has a better measure of this horrible little puppy than I have.

The Vet, a very nice lady, was a bit upset by the fact that The Cat has got No Name.  What is wrong with having a No Name Cat?

Anyway.  I starved The Cat this morning.  And she is mightily fussy about what she eats, as though she has any bloody choice, oh really.   She just turned up one day without so much as a Please May I.   So I stuffed a Flea Pill in her food this evening.  She ate the lot.  Good.  that’s her sorted.  I was getting a bit fed up with her ruling the roost, and a bit fed up with Flea Bites.  Fleas always go for me.  I am their next best thing.

The same for Charlotte, although Charlotte will eat anything, including shit.  But we won’t go into that.  Sometime Pugs are not very nice.

How did I finish up with all of these dreadful animals, and a rampant Puppy who might be looking as bad as them.  Time to wield the whip, I suspect.  I used to treat puppies like recalcitrant children, or vis versa, but it has been a long time, and I had forgotten who is in charge around here.

That’s it, Fellers.  Mummy has had enough.  Stand by.

 

 

 

2 Responses to “The Cat.”

  1. The Jannie Says:

    I have yet to see a vet going to work on a pushbike!

  2. elenamitchell Says:

    I have had many Vets in my day, Jannie, some fractionally less expensive that others.

    I also have a cupboard full of tried and tested, ready remedies which are much cheaper and don’t require a visit to The Vet.

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