Cat's Out Of The Bag

My Dear Princess & Dear Fellow,

Punky is a funny little chap. He doesn't like us to sleep in. He gets bored if he's up and about and we are not. But being a chap of few words, he doesn't meow to get us out of our lazy bed.

Instead he claws at the side of the bed, and if that does not work, then he will find something noisy to do.

This morning, he found my makeshift laundry bag which had fallen off the door handle. It had no knickers in it, because Caro likes to keep on top of the laundry. 

So he scruffled and rustled and wriggled and made his way inside AS NOISILY AS POSSIBLE. Turning around and around and making a din while I was trying to get back to sleep.

"Fine! FINE THEN! I'm getting up!" I said, getting up.

But Punky did not move. He was quite happy in his bag. Quite the thing. He lay inside, purring. The bag is his new catty bed.

Where am I going to keep my kakky undies now??

Also, the cat smells of bums.

S.