Cats are evil . .

Firstly, welcome to my Teddington, Wokingham and London readers !

Bit of an uneventful week. But on the upside - no baths this week ! Phew.

I was very well behaved on Monday morning. As we left our house, one of the Wicked Witch's 2 Siamese things was sat on the wall, and I walked straight past it. Not even a 2nd glance at the nasty, evil, sneaky looking thing. Now I'm not a fan of any type of cat (except for Tigers, which are Mummy's favourite cats. I think their full name is "Leicester Tigers Rugby Football Club"), I mean, one cat is pretty much like anyother to me. Except for those Siamese ones. Bleeeeuuurrrgggggh ! Hateful.
Anyway, walked straight past it. Mummy said I was a Very Good Boy, and gave my backside a scratch. See, sometimes its worth being good.

Well, that all went out the window on Saturday morning. Mummy opened the front door to take me for my 'patrol round the local boundaries', and right outside my front door, there it was. Ruddy cheek ! Blatant crossing the line ! I was nice to it (or it might have been its twin, who knows) earlier in the week, and this is how it repays me. Well, no more Mr Nice Dog. I launched at it, and gave out one of my very best "hoooooooooooooooooooowwwl', and it fled with its stupid thin tail between its legs. If Mummy hadn't had a tight hold of my (unnecessary in my opinion) collar and lead (or 'restrictive head brace' )it could well have been breakfast ! Next time Siamesey-cat, next time.

'The plumber' seems to have finished whatever it is that they were doing in the bathroom. Mummy seemed happy enough. She kept singing to me about 'lovely new tiles', and 'lovely new shower', and . . well you get the drift. Crazy lady. I couldn't get so excited about where I did my ablutions. Thereagain, I do mine wherever and whenever the whim takes me ! AS & UD's garden shed is a favourite 'de-watering hole',and as for washing myself . .. anywhere is good for me ! Why stand on ceremony, just get down to it when the mood takes.

AS & UD didn't seem to be answering the door to me yesterday evening. I popped round the back around 7pm (teatime!) and stared through the door for a bit. I even gave a really cute whimper, but nothing. Mummy came and told me 'Not today'. Meanies. Oh well, Mummy's gone to work today so I can have all day with them today instead. Yeah !
Its just as well AS & UD don't have any holiday booked, cos I miss them enough after a few hours. Just imagine what I'd be like if they went away for a few days !!! I can rest easy that that isn't going to happen any time soon . . . .