On the Grooming Table

Also known as the dining table, although only on special occasions.

Cato likes to have all his servants on duty and gets unsettled if one of them is away. He seems pleased to have me back although he'll never say so. He's been in and out more today much more than usual and this afternoon leapt up on the table to ensure he got the full works with his brush, even allowing me into the soft underparts. He tends to go all daft, rolling about when he's being brushed but reverts to a glare the moment I stop to take a photo. Dear little chap!