Tyger, Tyger Burning Bright

The Freak is giving me the look.

He really is the spawn of satan.

3 a.m this morning, I was on the sofa downstairs, gallantly fending off a severe attack of tonsilitis sore throat...

The Freak of a cat kept entering at high speed through the cat flap, with his supper hanging out of his chops (mouse appeared to be his snack of choice.) He would then scamper around and bully my 2 poor labradors, growl a bit at them (is Freaky the only cat that growls? ) and then exit again at high speed.

I was not amused.