Cross Cats

D is tired of the incessant clearing up of catbarf which passes for life at the CatCalls HQ at the minute . We acquired a furball remedy in Richmond ( when apart from on a day trip do you ever find time for petshops etc ?) so I decide to attempt to restore harmonious relations by its application .

I find it hard to digest my Rachel's coconut yoghurt ( now available in Sainsbury s )against a backdrop of his comments whilst scrubbing ( " oh there s a complete furball AND some frothy liquid here ..." ... " Oh no Kitty has deposited on my court report right on my desk " ) etc , my preference being to studiously ignore all such matters until after breakfast but he professes to be unable to eat until its done .

He fetches the stuff .
I apply it to their paws , though I draw the line at Kitty who is beyond all reasonable medicinal interventions .
Toby raises his paw plaintively and walks about on three legs .
Jessie does whats shes supposed to and licks it off ( Result ! ) .
Pearl ignores hers and thus wipes it on the armchair later I guess .
D bravely squares up to Kitty and the deed is done , she flees the scene and goosesteps along the hall , livid .
We will pay later .