Burmilla Cat Club
Yesterday when she (my secretary) opened the flap she didn’t make sure the button turned around correctly, so I could get back in again - and it was raining cats and dogs. Now that is a very bad expression. It cannot rain cats and I would very much not like it to rain dogs!
She must be told to be more attentive to important matters like entrances and exits because I was chased by the large vicious tabby and when I leaped at the flap all I got was a bruised nose and a great loss of dignity.
Today we had a very large dog like thing in the garden. He was brown and had such long legs that I could hardly see the top of him. She was very excited and took out the extension glasses that don’t fit on her nose. She twiddled the knobs and then gasped. I don’t knowwhat all the fuss was about, but when I went down the garden later there was a very peculiar smell where the ‘dog’ had been. Ater she told me it was a deer
. Whatever it was I didn’t like the small of it.
How I became a fearsome hunter:
Tabby was delighted and thought he had at last got me where he wanted me. The only place I had to hide was under the shed and that was not really safe. But I spat mightily and hissed fearsomely and I think he got the message. I might be young but I intend to become a force to be reckoned with - and the sooner the better it strikes me. When I really try I can make myself almost twice my normal size. It’s quite amazing really, I could see the fur on my flanks from the corner of my eye. Quite impressive! I was glad to see that Tabby has a nasty scar along his neck someone had obviously got the better of him. I hope it festers!