Dolce has been living rough, in cupboard city, or in the plastic greenhouse, but on Saturday heard a terrible bang, thought someone had been shot, but it was fireworks in the pub or park nearby and the police came. Poor Dolce was terrified so let him in, he has had the flea treatment (my me), and hopefully the bites on my leg were from the allotment. Well the cat flap is now open and he can go home, but has been having lovely sleeps on (his chair and cushion), so if the cat police come I don't care, I just love him to bits. He even follows me to the corner shop where they sell cat food, Charlie (my cat) is asleep and still going strong. Gabanna doesn't come (only at night, in the garden) and he stays home (his real home). Dolce and Gabanna seem to fight, perhaps a not idea to have terrible twins as they don't seem to like each other. My computer date is playing up so could anyone tell me how long Dolce has been coming here. No problems with the back of the house neighbours, so far, and they have not come looking for their cat. OH even let him stay the night last night and stroked him, but he doesn't want problems with the neighbours, as I am the wicked cat woman that steals cats. Funny they never seem to come to collect him, and he is never, ever locked in, but is a very clever cat burglar as if the bedroom window is open he comes in then when we are out.
