I am quite taken aback by Alfred.Having sat on my knee sucking my nice blue sweater which no doubt reminds me of his mother’s warm furry body he disappears.Two hours later he walks into the living room with a green handled spoon/fork dangling from his collar like a large sword.Luckily it was easy to get off him
He led me to the kitchen where a l
green pool of thick disinfectant decorated most of the floor.How he knocked it down I cannot imagine.
I put the unread newspaper down to soak up this stuff… the he decides I am making him a bed and tries to lie down on it.
I know the floor needed cleaning.Should I buy him a small mop or am I losing my mind?
He seems very pleased with himself.That’s men for you…Wreck the home and ask for gratitude and love..Last night he slept in the kitchen.
G.O.K where he will sleep tonight.Pardon me!
I feel I am losing control.Still he will stop any mice trying to get in.. they will drown in the green liquid.Let’s hope he doesn’t eat them!!
It was so funny seeing this fork in his collar.What could he have been doing?It’s a little worrying!Suppose I had been out?
How my heart sings 
You need Emile to give him a talking to 🙂
I was worried when I saw this fork in his collar.I wonder if he jumped up onto the work surface? He looks so innocent.I hope he doesn#t come upstairs with a knife in his collar.. must clear all away!!