The Kitty Is A Tramp

This afternoon my son and I went to a neighbouring village about half an hour's walk from where we live to get some more bamboo for our insect hotel (there are the most astonishing neophytes to be found in southwestern Germany). We hadn't quite left our village yet when we heard a very resolute "meow!" coming from the field we were just passing - out came George who decided to accompany us, all the way complaining at the top of his voice until we turned around at last and went back home again with our bag filled with bamboo. I will never ever be able to use these ears again. ^^