The cat knew I was talking on the phone - he kept appearing in front of the windows and I kept ignoring him. It was no good, the yowls were increasing in intensity.
I pressed the mute button on the phone and let him in the front door. "Quiet," I hissed. "This is Yowie from Australia. Don't you interrupt!" It was no good, the cat smirked from ear to ear. "Yowooooooo," he screamed, "Yowoooooo"
I put him on the phone for for a second or so to pacify him. It was an interesting conversation. Is it possible to have a phone love-in? But it was time to intervene when he tried to claw the phone off me. I wrote down Yowie's phone Number and then noticed the cat was watching intently. Should I be nervous. Surely Ollie won't ring up Yowie behind my back and run-up enormous phone bills. I tell you, it's a worry.
I put such mad fantasies out of my head. Time to pull myself together. I go to the computer - then stop. Someone has turned on the infernal machine. I look closely at the on/off switch - are those muddy paw-prints.
Please ignore any postings from someone called Ollie, please, please, please.
Ollie - er Bev, creators of faction
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