What Ever I said... What Ever I did

The cats were away their holidays whilst we were away. 

When I went to collect them, the nice man said "I'll carry the box because it's quite heavy".

I said "No no, it's fine, I managed it here, I'll manage it again". 

Then I picked it up. 

Oh dear god.   I don't know what they were feeding them, but it felt like I carried 3 stone up to the car.  I actually had to sit for a few minutes to recover. 

Then tonight, Bean came to see me for the first time (she's been sulking), and I was wiggling on the chair outside, and her flipping tail got caught under the chair. 

The noise that came out of her.... 

Well Himself shouted, "That's one less cat we have then?"

We did chase her down - she is fine.... nippy tail.   But it's okay. 

Ooops.