Cat of doom starts to get out and about

My mum likes cats.

For those of you who know my mum you’ll know that what I’ve just said doesn’t even begin to scratch the surface. She is cat … MAD! I don’t know how many cat ornaments she has but every time we go out there I see more that I’m sure I’ve never seen.

But anyway, on to my point … KJ, the cat of doom* is coming to our flat next weekend!

Mum took KJ to work the other day - a first for the little critter. Mum works in an old people’s home and they absolutely loved the cat - except for one person who grumpily said “I don’t like cats” to which my mum answered “Well, you don’t have to look at it”. I said to her that she should bring KJ into town. After betting backwards and forwards that she wouldn’t, she’s finally marked it in her diary and I’ve got the date in my PDA… 9am saturday there’s be a big fluff ball arriving.

I’ll have to take some photos

* Cat of doom is a bit harsh - cat of cuteness and fluffiness and stupidity is probably more appropriate!