Good afternoon (or whatever time it is where you are). It is I, Leo. You were probably expecting the White Delight but I’m afraid he’s sulking
I’m not sulking. But I’m cross he’s interfering with my blog.
He’s been reprimanded for thumping about on the conservatory roof during a zoom class. In fact, I was in my box in the conservatory listening to the lecture myself, and it was awful. (Simba on the roof, that is, not the lecture.)
He has large paws, you know, and you could see them quite clearly and, by the way, they’re very dirty. They should be pink and they are mainly black. He kept jumping up and down. One student asked about the noise and was told it was a bird. A bird! The White Delight wouldn’t like that.
No I didn’t. I’m not remotely like a bird, nasty noxious and noisy things. Anyway, I don’t thump. Actually, I’m very light on my little pink paws and I don’t know why I’m in trouble. They’ve become a bit funny recently, since they went to the vet to be vaccinated. Actually, they seem to be happy and we don’t know why. Vaccinations don’t make us happy, I can tell you. But whatever. Anyway, Leo’s in trouble too, for standing on the threshold of the door and letting the cold air in.
I’m not in trouble. Not at all. I merely wish to test the air temperature before I venture out.
Inflammatory! I am not old, merely mature. Ask Maud.
Not likely. I don’t like that Maud. She’s blotchy. Anyway, she hissed at me. HISSED! AT ME!
Blotchy? She’s beautiful. A work of modern art, a bit like me – just look. I’ll do more than hiss at him of he says that again. I think I should box his ears and send him off to clean his paws.
No need. I’ve iglatised myself. The thought of Maud hissing and Leo boxing my ears is just too much!
Love Simba
And Leo XXXXX
(And, in case you’re wondering, I always have the White Delight’s interests at heart, I was worried in case he fell off that roof!)