‘You had a good game, Sasha!’
‘What game?’
‘When you were chasing the little dot of light that was running over the wall.’
‘Was that a game? I was protecting the house!!’
‘Oh thank you Sasha. I was afraid the little dot monsters might break through and do some damage to us. Your clever cat paws drove them off!’
‘And why were you waving your arms around in the air? Were you trying to weave a magic spell?’
‘I was just trying to urge you on, Sasha. You were such a noble warrior jabbing at the dot monsters and chasing them across the wall.’
I had a funny feeling after this conversation that I was missing out on something. But to concentrate on more important things, the sun will be setting soon. We need to go for walkies. And where is my dinner?
