My chief feeder and allround assistant brought another female of her
species home with her one evening, and the cheek of it she was carrying
a male baby d*g or so they tell me, it didn't keep still long enough
for me to find out.  Blasted thing ate my food, then attempted to eat
the contents of my litter tray, played with my favourite ball and then
attempted to squat the property and evict me.  He did get me as far as
the back door but then I remembered I'm a cat not a mouse and stood my
ground and retaliated with a fist in the air and a loud hiss in the
general direction of the whippersnapper.  The maid said don't be mean
he's only trying to play with you he doesn't know you're a cat as he's
never seen one before, to which I replied AM I BOTHERED?  You just
can't get the staff these days.