V late home from work today, as on call [but not resident thank goodness]
Chris prob wont blog, but they went to health centre for the health visitor check [she was mostly uninterested as BB fine, suits us!] and to storytime at the library.
i’m not sure quite when, but chris and the girls went to look at a stray black cat – it was at some distance, and he wasn’t sure if guinness. SO gave the man a catbox. Sure enough, man turns up with cat, chris unsure if cat got fluffier, so at present we now have a non-guinness hiding behind the sofa! [we will hoover with our animal dyson thoroughly, so as no extraneous hairs for the merry girls.] It is def not guinness as more of an english type moggie, than the delicate siamese cross of guinness.
I’m dissappointed its not guinness, and not sure what we should do with this cat. Is it a girl or boy? does it have a home? will it crap/wee everywhere?? Is it pregnant – horrors. What will whiskey think. where is my lovely guinness??
Anyway over to you….