Poor old, creaky, achy, grumpy, slow moving, tetchy evil cat. Today the weather caught her and she was dashing around like a furry lunatic. She shot up the stairs, down the stairs and round the corner. Then out, round and back again. She has always got giddy when it gets windy.
She has also managed to get herself locked out once and accidentally shut in the porch twice while I looked all over for the source of the indignant yowls.
It is so reassuring when she is like this.
She is currently sulking with her ears on amber alert. With iffy growths on her spine and losing so much muscle tone, she is probably feeling the effects. No doubt she will take it out on me later.
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