I am getting a cat

I have decided to get a cat. To be honest, this was not my first choice. I have always been more of a dog person. But you can’t have a dog with my lifestyle, and I have come to realise that I really want another living being in the house; and that, somehow, a fish doesn’t cut it.  I also ought to admit that mammals smaller than cats I find difficult, and that I am not in to rodents of any sort.

So, after much soul-searching, I have decided to get a cat. The next question was: which sort of cat. I always knew that I wasn’t going for a fancy pedigree – I just want a moggie. Also, I need a house cat and not a kitten. I poured over the websites, and finally found what I thought was the perfect cat. Yesterday I went to meet her and we got on famously.

Now, I find I am most impatient. I need to have a ‘house visit’: well, surely that could have been arranged for this weekend? I am thinking of Molly (for such is her name) as ‘my cat’ and I resent the fact that she is not here. No doubt, if she becomes part of the household, you will hear more of her. In the meantime, please keep fingers crossed. I would be really sad if she went to another home.

She might also help to bring my blood pressure down!