
This morning he appeared just as I was leaving for work. I squatted down to stroke him and he jumped straight onto my knee and padded around with his muddy paws, so I had to go and change before I could go to work. Of course that meant Charley could come in while I changed and have a few little cat biscuits.
He was there again tonight but I couldn't play with him as I was cooking, so after wandering around the dining room for a while he eventually lay down on the old duvet we've put down for him and went to sleep. Ah, bless.
I'm very mindful though of what Mr McMuffin told me about God and kittens and it's quite a worry to me.
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