"I was sitting comfy and she tricked me into the basket. She took me to the horrid place and let the lady poke me and spike my neck then force a lump down my throat. Then she paid a fortune, brought me home and talked all sweet to me, as if that would make a difference. I'll sit here and ignore her until tea time."
(Poor Coco)
Anyway - back in the land of the humans... wanted to thank you for all your marvellous comments on George's little laser star - he and Cathy are away now but I know he'll be pleased to read them when he gets back.. and shows me how to do the long exposure. (How do teenagers know this stuff instinctively?!)
Aww, apologies are in order. Funny how cats hate to get in the carrier to go to the vet, but are more than happy to jump in the cat carrier to get away from him.
I can almost feel the 'sulk' from here!
I expect Coco will make the most of her opportunity to inflict guilt-ridden remorse on you but, after all, it's for her own good.
Once it's mealtime, she'll relent, I suspect ....
What a cute Coco.
teenagers fiddle and they grew up with electronics which does stuff, not being told not to fiddle and poke and touch in case we broke things
I expect Coco will make the most of her opportunity to inflict guilt-ridden remorse on you but, after all, it's for her own good.
Once it's mealtime, she'll relent, I suspect ....