My cat has various ways of letting me know what she wants, but I think I've seen it all this morning. Like most cats she doesn't like getting wet, so is sitting by the cat flap complaining that she wants to go out but it's raining. I opened the door to encourage her and she just sat looking at me with a pleading look in her eyes, meowing. I swear she wants me to make it stop!
I'm good, but I'm not that good! ?
Another Tired Kicking For The Sick And Disabled By Rishi
To think that London, or anywhere else for that matter, does not belong to any one demographic