Just a short blog post to introduce you to my cat (that is, the cat which comes into my house. He’s not officially my own). Bobby, typical cat: whirlwind who never sits still, always hungry, likes cheese, climbs into unreachable spots….
He is a handful! At the moment, we’ve had a massive rainstorm, so the cat was in when I left for school and still in when I returned at 1.30. After I let him out, I had hoped he would find a nice place to hide, but, being Bobby, he didn’t and just wandered around the garden before disappearing. When, at four, I came down to see if he was waiting (we don’t have a cat-flap, see), there appeared to be no sign of the ginger trouble – until I called. As per his strange normality, he had been hiding in one of our overturned recycling boxes.