Stoopid cat...

[desperance]

I was just going to add to previous grumblepost that the cats of course are Being Very Helpful, which means driving me to the point of screaming by being in exactly the wrong place at any and every given moment; but right at this exact moment, Barry has got himself excited to the point of chasing his tail. On the gas fire. Which is the only beautiful gas fire in the known universe, but still only six inches wide. Barry's a big cat, and this, um, activity requires depths of gymnastics and simple flexibility that I had not known him able still to plumb.

So I'm sitting here giggling, and Mac is watching in amazement that will probably turn to pouncing at any moment, and well, all is forgiven. Until I get back to it again, and they get back to being exactly where they oughtn't...