When I got home from my small trip, I discovered that Peri ran out of her new most favourite fudz and I tried to give her the old, rejected packet that was in the bottom cupboard. She sat quietly next to her bowl for a few minutes and then stomped out into the kitchen to tell me that is wasn’t OK. And if you think cats don’t stomp, you are wrong.
In non-cat news… I went to Monkey World yesterday, a famous ape rescue centre in Dorset.
P.S. I got a speeding ticket today. The first time in my whole life.