Day 57

Hello everyone. The weather’s bad again isn’t it.  It was good for a couple of days and all those nasty, noxious and noisy bird things started flitting about collecting bits of twig. I tried to have a snooze in the garden but it was impossible.

Someone has the grumps today. He’d be furious if he knew those “bird things”, as he calls them, were using bits of his fur to line their nests. He’s moulting and the fur he’s cast off was put out for the birds during the cleaning of our house.  Apparently, it keeps them warm at night.

I think I misheard. It sounded like something from a horror film.

Mmm. He’s right about the weather, though. It’s too damp and cold to be out and I’m getting bored.  It’s making my paws twitch.

I don’t like the sound of that. The last time he was bored, he bit my tail. He sits there and plans naughty things.

Mice alive!  I only nipped him to make sure he was exercising. Anyway, he does naughty things, notably the murder of a baby rabbit, the biting of a toe,……..

STOP!  You know very well the rabbit committed suicide as a result of an overcrowded warren and I bit the toe quite inadvertently.

Bit a toe inadvertently? Oh White Delight, when you do something, you must do it properly and with intent. When I bite, I sometimes send them to hospital.