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. We are having a robust discussion about ethnicity.
I think it may have been a good idea not to bring up the subject of our forthcoming trip to China.
I’m not sure if it is because we’re going away, or because we’re going to China that has set him off.
Chester is Tonkinese. As far as I’m aware, a Tonkinese is a cross between a Siamese and a Burmese. They do not come from China.
That doesn’t deter him and he maintains that if I take him with me, he might be able to meet up with some distant relatives.
Maybe, if we were going via Thailand where it’s possible, but I suspect the Siamese relatives wouldn’t want anything to do with him.
Besides, I add, there are quarantine regulations to deal with, and whilst leaving the country might not present a problem, getting into another might.
You might have to stay in a cage for about a year to make sure you’re clear of any diseases or health problems.
Which sounds like a good idea now that you mention it. You can torment a whole new group of people, and I can truly have a holiday.
You don’t mean that.
I don’t answer.
He sighs. Maybe I might stay home then. It’ll be a holiday for me too.