June 28th 2012 10:36 pm
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It was a hot night last night so mum let us run outdoors until the last minute. Josie got very excited by this and was in and she was out and she was running all about.
Then bed-time. We all settled down. My mum, stretched out on top of the duvet to try and be cool, me lying like a good, quiet boy next to her and Josie. Well, what can I say?
We were all just dozing off when scrinkle, crinkle, scrinkle. "What are you doing cats?" mumbled mum. Then she realised that I was doing nothing. "Josie?"
Josie had found our crinkly tunnel only it was the wrong way up so she was trying to turn it round. Mum went over and moved both cat and tunnel so we could be quiet again.
We settled down again. Then like something out of a horror movie, a very slow, scary creak of a door opening.
"What now?" Josie was lying on the carpet, leaning against the wardrobe door, closing it very very slowly making that satisfying creaking noise.
"Now do you want to trade her for Tabby?" I asked. Mum said she wasn't so sure Tabby would be the peaceful night-time companion I'm imagining but I'm pretty sure he would.
So I was right about the whole cat trade thing only mum won't admit it. It's sunny again this morning so I'm off out to find Tabby and tell him.
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Is it that hot in England? It's going to be 100 today in Maryland (more with the heat index). I plan to just lie in my cat tree the entire day.
100!! I don't even want to think about that. You must feel very melty and a cat tree sounds like the place to be. It's not nearly that hot in England, we're just not used to much heat at all here.