Brushies

My Dear Princess & Dear Fellows,

You may recall my mentioning Punky Cat's obsession with Brushy Time. Of course, Er Indoors being up north for the week has been hard on him.

The poor little chap will come wandering into the room several times a day, looking for Er Indoors and finding only me. You can almost hear him sigh and then say, "Oh all right then, I'll have an INFERIOR brushy from you, but I'm not happy about it."

He's like a coffee-lover, forced to drink only Starbucks for a week.

However, today I seemed to hit the spot. He wouldn't go away! I had to brushy him for AGES as he rolled and stretched on the carpet. "Ooooooh yeah.... up.... up.... up a bit..... oooooh that hit the spot...."

Eventually I had to go for a wee. He looked most put out. As I was sitting there I saw the door being pushed open and a little black nose appearing around it. "Errrr... would you please... I hate to be a bother but...."

I got up and washed my hands and by the time I went back to the living room he was ALREADY back in position, lying on the carpet with his paws in the air.

Maybe I'm better at this here "brushy" thing than I thought.

S.