Operation get-the-bloody-cat-in

One more sleep until holiday!
Operation get-the-bloody-cat-in took place this morning.

Mr Pierre is our giant fluffy black hunk of stuff who visits us only on occasion to be fed. Maybe the occasional fuss.
While we go off on our holidays he is off to stay with my aunt and every time we go away I dread having to bribe him in.
He can smell the cat basket from 20 miles I swear.
So after an hour, 12 slices of ham, half a pack of dreamies and a smattering of grated cheese the bloody cat is in.
I’m pretty sure I may need a tetanus.
My kitchen floor looks like twenty toddlers have been given lunch and let loose.
Lisa 1 – Half-feral Mr Pierre 0

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