Whaddya mean you're not going to come and pick me up off the windowsill? Don't you realise it's raining out here? Yes. Yes I know I went out of my own volition, but I've had enough now, thank you.


Oh alright, I'll come in. There, my paws are now wet. Happy now? Little paw prints on your clean floor?


What are you doing now? Closing the door? Right, I'm off out the cat flap again.


Guilt trip a-go-go later in the evening. Sigh.