I’m on record as being a dyed-in-the-wool cat-hater.
They’re without exception devious, self-centred, manipulative, murderous shits.
Give me a decent-sized dog (Labrador/Retriever or similar) any day…
The place we rented in Roussillon has this resident-in-charge, Blacky.
Lurked around the place until a well-directed shove sent a clear message to sod off.
So far so good.
At some stage, an intruder in the form of an evil-looking orange monster appeared on the scene.
We called it “Trump”
Much yowling and dick-swinging at all hours and Blacky took up residence on the wall of our terrace to observe Trump laying claim to the territory below.
Well-aimed rock moved him on.
I now appear to have become Blacky’s friend.
Bastard turns up every morning and follows me around.
What’s French for “piss off….”?