I find these days that I am having increasingly long conversations with myself , not that they aren't interesting as I regularly find my self in disagreement with what I have just thought about so quite a debate can ensue . They say that talking to oneself is the first sign of madness , but what is the second sign , I have never heard it mentioned .So I have considered getting a dog , just a rescue one but one that will hopefully follow my train of thought .Now the strange thing is that as soon as I open my laptop and log on to Adopt a Dog sites my cat Millie appears from nowhere as if by magic . She then proceeds to walk up and down the keyboard which totally disrupts my efforts until I surrender and give up . How does she know ?
My strategy then was to take my laptop to bed and in the secret space under the duvet to continue my search . The trouble was that every time I found what I thought was a suitable dog it came with the warning "cannot live with a cat !" But then last week I found a very pretty mongrel which said it could live with a confident cat . What on earth is a confident cat , one that can beat the hell out of a dog or one that has a fulfilled sense of its own identity .Who knows , anyway I thought I would follow it up and go and visit the RSPCA rescue centre where said dog abides . On arrival I had to fill in a questionnaire that seemed more suitable to joining MI5 and whenI had to say that I would be away for a week in a month's time they said it was a no go , which I did understand as the dog would need a lot of time to settle . So I returned home dogless .
Now I will swear that I left my computer shut with the lid down but the lid was up and the history wiped clean . Mille was sitting on a chair nearby looking very smug ........
By the way the photo is Millie watching a nature program - she especially liked the BIg Cats program