Fe(Lion), the (W)Itch & the Wardrobe

Have spent much of the preceding week searching for Narnia in my owner's wardrobe and populating it with fleas.  Sadly, I failed to find my way into the magic kingdom for a meeting with Mr Tumnus but my fleas did meet another dose of Frontline as well as an application of household flea spray.  I have now had to abandon Narnia due to its toxic smelling environment.  What would CS Lewis make of chemical warfare upon his spellbinding landscape?

Other than that I was cruelly abandoned for over 12 hours last Saturday whilst my owner attended her cousin's wedding.  She wore a most exciting contraption on her head called a 'Fascinator' and I very much wanted to attack the waving feathers on her head but this was not a popular move on my part.

I am also trying to up my game as no. 1 bully cat on the block and charge at any passing cat that walks in front of my patch.  I've even trapped a few under cars and refused to let them out.  I have also resumed my slightly less sanitary habit of trying to fish bits of toilet paper out of the bowl whilst my owner is on the lavatory.  An immensely amusing activity but it is usually accommpanied by my owner yelling at me.  Don't know why Andrex puppies are allowed to get away with it ...

Oh, and must wish Darren Bell the best of luck peddling his bike to raise money for the MSTrust.