As some may be aware, but many not, Chester, my faithful writing assistant, mice catcher, and general pain in the neck, passed away some months ago.
Recently I was running a series based on his adventures, under the title of Past Conversations with my cat.
For those who have not had the chance to read about all of his exploits I will run the series again from Episode 1
These are the memories of our time together…
This is Chester. He’s undercover.
I’ve asked him to investigate the mouse problem, and this is how he responds.
Hiding in the ‘grass’.
Waiting, watching, ever wary.
Those mice will not see him coming.
I try to tell him that hiding on the chair, whilst the mice are on the floor doesn’t make much sense.
We’ll just have to wait and see.