I have been looking after mother's cat for week whilst she's in Kos.
It's a Devon Rex and UTTERLY off its head!! It should have been a skittle or even a bowling ball with claws and an incessant squeeker. My God, I'm glad my mother is coming back tonight.
It runs around the house for no apparent reason, skittling about to a silent version of Mission Impossible...AND...THE BATTING OF THE PENS...the thing has an obsession with pens. They're all gone! Never to be found again!! Oh.. and it's the same with lighters... is this cat a closet smoker?!
This THING, the devil incarnate, mieows and mieows and... you get the picture...AND it LEAP FROGS onto my back with its claws out... It's a friggin' MONKEY CAT I tell you.
Every time you shut it out, jesus mother of god, the penance lasts for hours...and it's not like it's encouraged to do that; no-one then takes pity on it and opens the door. It's the stupidest cat I've ever known!
Over and Out (of my mind...)
