Furry bottoms to:
- The tall one visiting Crufts and falling in love with 'oh so adorable' flat-faced French bulldogs. She returned reeking of stinky canines and I had to inform her of my great disappointment with a disgusted yelpy noise to protest at this unacceptable behaviour.
- The tall one spending £0.40 less and buying Whiskers basic gravy range. I'm beggared if I'm eating that cheap muck and am only prepared to lick the gravy off the supposed 'meat' chunks. She can put a stop to ideas of economising on cat food, thank you very much, as she will have to give the rest to the mudblood cats at Pat & Mike's who deserve less in life not being pedigree like myself but mere moggies.
- The warmer weather which has led to an explosion of les petits insects within my warm fur and the inevitable dosage of pongy skin drops by the evil one.
