Digging up the Past

Or perhaps digging in the present is more apt. This week I noticed that my Blob keeps on digging holes in the garden. Granted she fills them in again once she's planted something, but she definitely keeps digging.

Because I am a helpful cat, I thought that whilst she is out earning money to buy me food I would help her.

Being a cat I cannot manage the hoover or the dishwasher, but I can dig, so dig I did!

I dug holes the garden, especially where the earth was nice and soft where she had planted pumpkins. I dug holes in her radishes, in her carrots and finally, in her Aloe Vera tub in the living room.

Before you think any the worse of me, I didn't do anything in the holes, I just dug them.

When Blob came home, she found the holes and all I can say is that she ought to wash out her mouth with soap and water. Her language was quite unacceptable.

You can't win in this place, I may as well just sleep all day for all the thanks I get for anything else.

Unappreciatedly yours

Bob