It is my downfall.
I am unable to mask what I feel and it is only with the onset of age and experience that I’m able to smile when I want to cry, look interested when I’m not and keep a straight face when I want to laugh out loud.
Handy when you have to deal with all sorts of customers all day!
But it's a life skill that I completely forgot when my lovely next door neighbour offered Charlie her cat’s old litter tray.
The look on my face must have been such that she quickly added “but he (her beloved Sebastian having long gone over the bridge) used to use it as a bed too”.
So of course I took the dusty thing in.
But my house is tiny and already bursting at the seams with Charlie things. Did I really need another cat litter tray when Charlie has two already? It meant so much to my neighbour that Charlie have this tray. She loves Charlie - buys him treats, calls him her friend..
The silly thing is look what happened immediately after. I swear he got in all by himself.
So there you have it. I’m sure there is a moral to this story. Yes, ok - "stop being so ungrateful, Old Kitty"! LOL!
All I know is I’m going to need to move stuff to make room.
And before anyone says anything - my shoes are staying right where they are!
Have a great Wednesday everyone!