Posted 7:36 AM by Paul
Cat Person

We came home late with the kids last night after a a pleasent evening at Nandos chicken joint - one piece of globalisation and corporate branding I am happy to live with. A hundred yards or so before we reached home Bart appeared from someone's garden. Bart is one of our cats. We got him from an abandoned cats refuge but we think he was born on the streets rather than being an abandoned pet and he is going back to his feral ways. He is hardly in the house and sometimes he arrives with a rat in his jaws. He doesn't like being picked up so we let him follow us home.

Just before we reached out front door a pit bull terrier shot across the road and tried to savage Bart. I shouted at the dog and thankfully Bart made it through a gap in the fence of the local garage. The dog could not follow and returned to the gang of teenagers who were looking after it. I wouldn't be surprised if they let the dog slip the leash.

I was haunted by dreams that Bart would not return. I even fretted a bit today and went out to look for him. Very odd. I used to hate cats and now one has become a surrogate wayward son.

I glowed when he came home this afternoon. I even fed him some tuna as a treat.

I am clearly gettting old and sentimental.