Dear Squirt,
Thank you for your advice. I have thought about your solutions deeply. I love being on the chair with Jimmy, but I also love being on it by myself. I’m told I have an ‘air of arrogance’ when on my own.
Daisy does come on it with me, but it’s a bit tight. I can’t fart at will like Jimmy. And he eats so much it’s a no-contest.
I’ve kept away from his dish, but he gutses mine regularly.
So, Squirt, your concern and wisdom, plus another initiative on the part of my keepers have resolved the problem. They have opened up the bedroom/therapy room! We [Daisy and I; Jimmy isn’t bothered] have even more space.
So, we have three soft chairs, three settees, the bed, numerous window sills and the lounge carpet to sit on. You know that we cats are never satisfied, but we’re not exactly lacking comfort here.
In truth, whilst I don’t like being swatted by the ‘Big Lad’ we all get on very well. Unlike our keepers we don’t hold grudges.
I’m keeping the BiF/Fart Combo up under my imaginary collar for future reference.
And by the way, Jimmy has perked up yet again. I can see him outliving our keepers at this rate!
Keep up the good work.
Love & Light, Little ‘Hol' [alias Holly]
"Of all the [cat] toys available, none is better designed than the owner himself. A large multipurpose plaything, its parts can be made to move in almost any direction. It comes completely assembled, and it makes a noise when you jump on it."
Stephen Baker