Dulce now you know why the living room door is shut at night, and you sleep in the kitchen with the cat flap open. Who took the choc eclair box out of the rubbish, was that your pudding, after the pigeon, sorry if I bought the wrong cat food. I know you are very clever but I don't want you on my lap just now and no more love bites please. I will get my own back today and it is the day to put the flea stuff on your neck and you don't like that.
