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 thinks he is invisible.
No one has told him he’s not a zebra, and that he doesn’t have stripes the same color as the blinds.
I’ve told him over and over, just because he cannot see me, it doesn’t mean I can’t see him.
But, once again, we have to play the ‘game’.
I should be writing, but once again Chester has successfully distracted me.
If it was a cunning plan on his part, it worked.