Who would have thought it? With all the construction work we have had going on in the back garden, my normally white cat has taken a fancy to rolling in the dirt and playing in the bonfire ashes. This morning when she sashayed into the kitchen for breakfast (after depositing the entrails of some nameless rodent on the door mat), I decided it was probably going to be a good idea to give her a hand in the cleaning department. I mean, that would have taken a LOT of licking to sort out.
She was, however, not best pleased. Go figure.
I better make sure my life insurance is updated…
I find the best way to cap off feline humiliation is by including them in a selfie. I look at it as a therapeutic step in their recovery from the depths of conspiracy-theory driven self-absorption.
Just making a better world for us all… one angry cat at a time.
*Originally published on motherhendiaries 11 April 2014*
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