The week before my husband died, a black cat kept coming in to see me.That’s because the door was open a lot.Lately it has been chillier.As an experiment I opened the cat flap and late one evening as I sat here reading Alfred suddenly appeared looking extremely pleased with himself.Hes sat on my knee and stuck his nose into my arm pit.Just like a man.I realised that to maintain his interest I shall have to give up using a . deodorant It’s so nice when someone likes you for who you are even if he is only a cat.Maybe he will come and sleep on my bed
I am not quite sure if the cat is male as I don’t like to peep down there.However since he wears no jewellery or ear rings I guess he is a boy cat.A tomboy



Lucky Alfred? 😉
I trod on his foot today so he has left!!
He’ll be back….;)
He’s not come yet…