Alive…

This is Mrs Bojangles. She is very much alive and despite the total indifference in her expression, she has just consumed a treat. I may have blipped her last year when I was housesitting. We’ve made little progress, she still hates me. I’ve given her prawns, tuna, treats, copious amounts of catnip and still she hasn’t warmed to me at all. She is one of two animals I’ve not managed to befriend. I have another client with a cat called Lily who I think hates me even more than MrsB.

Can’t win ‘em all.

Thankfully my ridiculously adorable cat loves me to the moon and back and it’s mutual. Notwithstanding the puking.