Oh the shame

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Date: 10 September 2008 10:14:29

We invited our next door neighbour to the Alpha course being run at church. Last night was the Taster Evening (fish & chips and a chat) and she came along.

She was telling me how her son doesn't like her going out and was clinging to her and needing lots of hugs before he would let her go (slightly unusual behaviour for a 12 year old boy - but he is a sweetie). So I suggested that we sent special kitty round to entertain him while she was gone (he has been known to go round there occassionally). To which she replied, 'Oh, he's been round already. He comes round most days. Tonight he got up on to the table chewed the flowers and then just lolled about on the table while I was cooking dinner!'.

Ooops. I am slightly embarrassed. Why can't I have a normal cat that like to go outside and hunt instead of popping round to the neighbours for a cup of tea and a chat.

And while we're on the subject of special kitty causing embarrassment...

Occassionally we will get a knock at the front door, and it will be our neighbour's son letting us know that we ought to feed special kitty as he has been wailing at their back door for the last half an hour. During the holidays, there was a knock at the door and it was the neighbour's son. I was expecting him to let me know that the cat was being whingey and that I should feed him. Oh no, it was worse. Special kitty has been sick, said the boy. Please, please tell me its not in your house. No, in the garden. Phew. Ahhh. Shame.