…an occasional diversion into the world as seen by cats.
Some of you already know me, since she posts pictures of me and writes about me sometimes. I am a no-nonsense sort of chap and I am quite content to leave you in peace. So long as you know what “reciprocate” means!
When Josh is still living with us, he sometimes ghosts for Dinah and he talks somewhat in the manner of Mr Damon Runyon, a very fine writer from America. The other day, I am sleeping on the bookshelf and I find my pillow is a copy of one of Mr. Runyon’s stories. It is a story about a kitten and I think this is prophetic, although it is not a happy story, being about a gambling man who causes a kitten to be despatched when another gambling man outs with the equaliser. But I think I will use the voice of this fine American writer.
We are nearly one year old now and that ginger fella can’t boss us about like he did when we were little kittens.
We want our voice, too. Voices. One each, please!