Pesky Felines

I’ve tried and tried, but I really, seriously do not like cats. I don’t. Worst of them all is Molly the cat. She lives on the ground floor and has her own cat flap, and when me and mum walk past, she zooms out from her balcony/hiding place and starts to roll around and meow just outside my reach, trying to get mum to fuss over her. Or worse, give her MY treats! It’s like she wants to taunt me because I’m on a lead and she isn’t. And I know that if I’m not there, mum gives her cuddles as well.

As if this wasn’t enough, new neighbors moved in this week, just across the hall from Molly. And guess who is now sitting on the windowsill looking at us walking past? Another cat! Where will this end??