Saturday, August 16, 2014

Home Alone Without Even A Cat For Company


I spent last night on my own and it was very strange. There wasn't even a cat to keep me company for, like most cats, they probably have second homes.

No carers coming in, no Pearlie to see to, no Bert or the dogs. The house is so quiet.

I watched a little TV last night. This morning there was nothing on the table but an empty wine glass and a remote control. No dirty ashtray, cigarette papers, tobacco shreds, spilled coffee, sheet music or clarinets. For Bert is a very throughother boy.

The cats came home this morning. Holly went straight upstairs and burrowed under my duvet for a day long catnap. Fred went straight to the cupboard where the dry cat food is kept and buried his head in the bag. He mustn't get fed at his other home.

4 comments:

Brighid said...

The exciting life can be so wearing at times! Sounds like a week on a warm beach might be just what a gal needs...

Nelly said...

Hubby and dogs back home tomorrow and my peace will be at an end. I have seen two people today, the postman and a farmer. I wouldn't mind the beach for a day or two. This one would do me fine.

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Mage said...

...and what did you do with the dogs?
Seriously, I love the house when it is all mine. :)

Nelly said...

The dogs went with Bert. I think I missed them the most!