accident 31 October 2008
I sing the praises of the most cruelly treated/neglected cat in Dublin. Yesterday the brave little hairy was TRAPPED in the bedroom she now calls her own when careless humans closed the door and blocked her way to her own personal, gravelly loo. She did what she had to do under the circumstances – yep, she shat in the room. In fairness to the mog, she did choose a newspaper for this act, so she was trying her best to keep things contained, as twere. Richard, who found it, said there were two logs and they were fine and healthy so we’re not worried about her wellbeing, only that she may have enjoyed the incident and the praise she received for her choice of dumpsite and may feel it’s ok to repeat this process now at will…
