She was somewhat miffed that I thought so! There was shouting and swearing and then there was patrolling the litter tray perimetre. Then there was the dribbling of creosote on the litter tray frame to ensure I could not cross the borders. Finally there was glaring and sulking. (That was both of us!) So apart from the synchronised sulking and glaring (which was quite funny!) it has not been a good day. Bob!
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