Cat, Mice, Bottom, Phone, Letter

I’m feeding my friend’s cat for a few days over Christmas. Fat, spoiled, grumpy animal. It has two litter trays, despite having cat flaps which give it unlimited access to the outside world. Twice a day, it has part of a sachet of meat, dry biscuit treats, cat milk and water. The milk and water have to be in pottery bowls, the meat in plastic dishes and the biscuits in stainless steel dishes with little paw prints engraved on them. I’m assured it won’t eat or drink out of the “wrong bowls”! Cat has five dishes of biscuits placed at various positions around the house – this is so that it doesn’t have “little accidents” at these spots. My friend also left me five telephone numbers to contact her if there’s any problem, along with the vet’s number and insurance details.
 
All the cat does anyway is sleep.
 
Rubbish though this cat is, I’m tempted to kidnap it for a while. Over the last two days, I have found two mice in my house. One was UPSTAIRS!
 
There was a ring at my bell earlier this evening. I answered the door, nobody there, although there was a bloke on the pavement not far away. He looked round and apologised, saying he was sorry, but it wasn’t him that had rung the bell. There was a gang of (presumably) his mates on the other side of the road, giggling like kids. The bloke who’d apologised had no trousers or pants on, just a very bare backside!
 
Made my day, it did!
 
I heard from Lauren. She should be back in our town on Friday and we’ll meet up. She couldn’t/wouldn’t say much on the phone, so I don’t really know how she is, but she’s intending to stay in this country until April. I expect I’ll find out more in time. She didn’t sound as if she was thrilled to be in England, but with our weather and the M25, who would be?
 
I got a lovely letter from the senior admin lady at work apologising profusely for my invoices not having been paid. Sadly, I won’t get my money until the end of January, but the bank was ok about an overdraft, so it’s not as big a problem as it might have been.
 
A very unchristmassy day really, but an ok one.

Season’s whatsits and may everyone eat and drink far too much.