Big Osc can't cope.

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?