Mrs Danvers is a bit odd these days.
It all started with that big black dog that came to our house a couple of times. Mrs Danvers didn't seem to mind it at all, in spite of the tongue, and the smell. I refused to go downstairs; I don't intend to meet it, ever.
Then she got the old red bed out of storage, and put it in the kitchen. I tried it for size. Nice and roomy, but I thought it was a bit uncomfortable. Mrs Danvers said it was a good bed for damp dogs. That was puzzling. I'm a cat, and I'm never damp.
Tosca tried it too. She's damp sometimes, but she didn't like it either.
Mrs Danvers must have realised that she'd got it wrong, and that I expect some degree of luxury. She went out today and came back with another bed for me, to go upstairs.
Much much better! High sides, nice soft material, comfortable and warm, and a good colour for my beautiful orange fur.
I like this bed.
Mrs Danvers gave a funny little laugh when I settled down in it.
Like I say, she's a bit odd.
Oh Hamish, Mrs. Danvers has some more surprises in store for you... but you'll be fine, don't worry!
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I would recommend staying in that bed. Vigilance. Squatters' rights. That's all I'm saying.
ReplyDeleteOh dear. That big black dog might not be so bad, you know. She is youg and has a very wavy tail - the sort that can be blamed if things get broken. She can reach and jump - perhaps foodie things will get tasted?
ReplyDeleteYou will have to put your little heads together - there will be all sorts of possibilities for passing on the blame!