Yesterday morning I, Frimousse, knew immediately there was something going on. Therefore I remained at the far end of my garden, behind the raspberry bushes. My Masters became nervous. When RouXy arrived I didn’t get into the house to share breakfast with him. It became clear I wouldn’t get into the house. My Mistress treacherously came to me pretending to stroke me and she abruptly got hold of me. I screamed but she managed to carry me inside.
It was the day of the celebration of my Master’s grand-sons’birthdays, respectively 12 and 14 years old.
Off they went. They only came back just before 8 in the evening. RouXy was taken to his house and I, Frimousse, was let out in my garden, my Masters hoping I wouldn’t stay out until midnight! They were glad I didn’t. I went in after a half-hour in the garden.
I had my dinner and as my Masters were sitting at table, discussing, I joined them and asked my Mistress to stroke me.
You have to keep them in line or they will cause no end of problems to we cats
You’re damned right, my friend!