I thought I had better write another post today, so that the first thing people saw was not me moaning!
Last night it was very hot, I don’t have a problem with that, Mr OL on the other had does. He can’t sleep when it is hot so last night he was tossing and turning. He just had a sheet over him and with all the rolling over his feet must have been wriggling underneath. The cat in all his innocence (uhmm right) must have thought this was a game because the next thing I hear is a loud screech (Mr OL) and then a thump followed another loud screech (the cat Bacardi) followed by loud meouwing and running down the passage (also the cat).
Bacardi had pounced on Mr OL’s foot, claws out. Mr OL screeched and threw a shoe at the cat, just missing. The cat then started back chatting! He he! I was trying to stifle the laughter. Luckily through all the swearing I don’t’ think it was heard.
Mr OL was still muttering about the damn cat this morning when we got up.
Although who could stay mad at a face like this for very long???