Well, it is the usual scenario. Camera (mobile phone – not even a proper camera) stuck in my face: ‘Give Mummy a smile, Sasha!’
My Mummy, where is she? I haven’t seen her since I was a kitten. Oh. You mean Human Mummy.
I prefer to sleep, thanks. It is going to be hot and I need my rest. All that stress over the holidays has left me exhausted.
‘What stress, Sasha?’
I visited many cat friends’s blogs and there was the unsolved mystery of the curtain rod falling on my bed. Previous to that the car fire and my tail jammed in the door…
‘I am sorry you are upset, Sasha.’
