What a week…boxes absolutely everywhere but apparently not one that I’m allowed to sleep in…and then to top it all off, not one but two visits to the vet and a random friendly bloke putting me in a van and driving me out to the country, do they not know I’m a city cat?
Even my best Bond evil eye didn’t seem to get me anywhere…and I’ve been subjected all week to giggles about being too large to travel as hand luggage on Qantas…the cheek of it!
Has anyone else heard rumours of a small wombat that happens to actually be light enough to travel, bet he doesn’t speak Spanish, hasta luego…
yeehaahols 