You know Big Osc can’t cope with change and boy
you’ve been doing it in bucket loads. I know those nice men have left a nice
big cat litter pile specially for him but did you see him growling at it and
jumping backwards as though he’d be able to scare it away.
And as for all those chain saws, whacker plates
and squeaky wheelbarrows. No wonder he’s left home. Comes back for tea though
doesn’t he? Getting his own back too keeping you awake crying and leading you
round the garden at all hours just to prove he can. And you know telling him to
go forth and multiply doesn’t work he’s been done. Thought that was a good idea
today with the Feliway diffuser at least he’ll get to sleep. But wasn’t
expecting it to work on humans you had a good old snooze for hours in the
middle of the day. Better than Metaxa. Perhaps Osc should try that.
Notice Oscar had you following round the house
again this morning at some unearthly hour. I could hear him moaning from here.
Good move on your part trying to look nonchalant in your dressing gown as the
Bird Watcher walked past. Don't know what his wife will think of you taking him
round the back to show off your York Stone Paving......Is that what they call
it nowadays. Anyway at least you had a chaperone kicking up a fuss at a strange
man. When you get your sleeping pills later perhaps you should give them to
Oscar.
Gin and tonic cheesecake, mmmmmm no wonder Big Osc
couldn't penetrate the heavy sleeper. See Molly tried a more subtle approach
with the tail twitching technique across your face. Ahhhhh bless!
Ah! a good night’s sleep at last......nearly. Good
plan of yours to get the bus to the lunchtime BBQ so you could have a little
drink, but the 2 o'clock start dragged onto 4.00 and still no sign of food and
you were taking it steady on the Pimms but with no food inside you and Erin
expected for pizza at 5.30 no wonder you staggered back to the bus for the
4.05.
A lovely evening with friends who Oscar liked and
then early to bed ah! peace at last. But what was all that shuffling and
snuffling and banging around. Not Molly she was sitting calmly in the hall so
no worries. But it didn't stop and in came Big Osc to the rescue hissing and
pacing. How very dare those fox cubs play around in his new cat litter sand
heap outside the bedroom window. He'd tell them what for as he hissed through
the glass from the bedroom window.
Yet another early dawn...............thankyou
bloody Oscar when are you going to let Mum get some sleep?
