A Cat’s Life

Came out of a local radio interview today to find this cat comfortably ensconced on the bonnet of my car.  It didn’t move when I opened the door, or when I started the engine.  I slipped into gear and moved the car slowly towards the exit.  It cast me a contemptuous glance and still didn’t move.  I had to stop and get out and round the car before it finally deigned to shift itself, languidly dropping to the ground, turning its back and sauntering off.