This is Chester, he’s just reminded me that it is International Cat Day.
I ask, are you really an international cat, because you live here, and haven’t travelled anywhere.
A studious glance at me, then at a map of the word, he then tells me I haven’t taken him anywhere, but he’s been with me in spirit.
Yes, and while I’m away, well, you know how it goes…
Again apparently that was my fault, I didn’t leave strict instructions on what he could or could not do.
I thought we’d set those boundaries a long time ago.
I’m old, is the quick retort, Memory is failing. I’m lucky if I can remember what I was doing yesterday. You’ll have to remind me.
And even then I might still have trouble remembering.
Anyway, don’t you humans have a saying, respect your elders?
OK. Now we’re back on the age thing. And, by the way, I don’t think my granddaughter gave you permission to sleep on her pillow.
Seems it’s my turn to eave in a huff!
International cat day?????