One problem with a large cat on the stairs is trying to get past him. He’s almost big enough to to fit across the whole width, so if he’s there in the morning I have to tread very gingerly. He’s one of those cats who are so self important they plonk themselves down, or stretch in the most inconvenient places, in a doorway, or by the armchairs so I have to sidle past him.

It’s a nuisance because I’m not very steady on my feet, life is like that, I wish we had nine lives like cats.