The Cat is Weird

Bit of excitement first thing this morning.  The joys of modern technology means that the bus to town has a GPS tracker so you can use an app to spy on it.  The downside to this is that you can also see when the bus has forgotten to take the turning off to your village and is now hairing down the motorway.  I got a hurried phone call from P and ended up getting ready for work rather quickly so I could drop hm and neighbour R off at the train station.  It seemed that someone had told the driver as we met the bus coming the other way back down the motorway, but the train ended up being a quicker option for them both. 

Stridley is getting old.  This means that her back legs aren't as good as they once were so her athletic prowess is limited these days. It also means that she's loosing her marbles.  She's very demanding, very snuggly and sometimes, is pretty weird about it.  This is her being weird after shouting at P to pick her up, but then just sort of standing on his hands.  I do love her.