Asleep on the sofa, MasterB looks as though butter wouldn’t melt in his mouth. But today he has earned himself a long stay in the naughty corner, if only I had one.
He was rolling around out in the street, enjoying the sunshine. I enticed him back into the garden, then he followed me out to a neighbour’s house where I had a note to deliver. He decided another neighbour’s house was very interesting. Coincidentally, it was Cat’s original home. He spent quite a bit of time sniffing about, taking in the view, and walking the railings.
Back in our own garden, another neighbour’s window presented a tantalising, not to be missed opportunity, for the ginger cat burglar.
Once back inside our part of the block, he stole my glove.
And in the flat, he knocked the heavy external hard drive onto the laptop. Luckily it survived with just a smll dent, but a few inches in another direction and the screen would have gone.
It’s a good thing I love him.