While Iacs and Klængur were busily not playing with the squeaky rubber chicken yesterday, Monster came running over to investigate.
He liked being outside with us (an Abba moment with Lambie).
As usual, he was slightly visible.
Ever the keen hunter.
He said hello to second Best Friend.
Though walked off when ‘Ster came up for a chat.
Monster – “mud, mud, mud – ew, ew, ew. I shouldn’t have to walk on this”
That is not a happy Monster. Ears back and muttering to himself.
He did that waving his front paws thing that cats do when they have dirty feet.
Now please avert your gaze if you have a weak stomach.
This is what I found last night when we were trying to go to sleep. Monster had been outside and came in wet from the rain. He wanted his First Best Friend (OH) to know this so there was immense purring – the sort when you wish cats came with a volume knob.
Just so you know, OH is under his duvet while Monster was on his pillow. OH signalled he was still alive!
And this is where Monster decided to spend the night. Fer crying out loud – get a room, you two!
It was very funny and I was laughing. However, OH was not. Monster was very persistent and loud.