I arrived back in Melbourne first thing this morning. After unpacking, and doing a load of washing and having a big sleep, before going out to pick up the cat.
To say he's miffed is an understatement.
My friends who look after him love him to bits, even if he did piss on a box of Mister's Porsche car parts (he only got the cardboard, and after made a big effort to pee directly into the centre of the litter tray). Why he decided to pee on the car parts I could not tell you. He's an exemplary cat when it comes to those sorts of things, but he's decided that the one of love of my friend's is one too many loves for him.
We also had a bit of a trial getting him into his travel cage. Once he was in, he was fine.
Since being home, he's been in a better mood, but there is still a lot of placating to do.
Lots of treats have come his way, after his late dinner.
He's ignoring the remote-control flappy bird toy I bought him as a guilt gift.
And although he's letting me pick him up, he's not happy about it.
I'll just have to keep trying to placate the little bugger. I have my work cut out for me.
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