You need a cat, NN.
Here is a brief extract from Barney's diary. It's today's page but, trust me, it never changes.
04.30 Come on people. Birdies are singing and light is peeping through. Where's my brekkie?
04.50 Must resort to sitting on sleeping chests or nibbling toes.
04.51 There, that worked.
Left to my own devices until family appeared. Dragged a few toys out and played 'hunting' in the garden
To be honest, I'm not that good at it but I like to go through the motions to please my keepers. Most of the time, I can't be ar**ed, if truth were known.
10.30 I look appealing - IT WORKS. 'Dreamies' for being a 'good boy'.
Whatever.
Choose one of my many beds for a curl up and snooze. Think the one with the freshest fleece cat blanket on. Oh, wait a minute, here's that nice John Lewis king size padded coverlet. No pyssy protection. That'll do nicely.
13.00 Called from my slumbers for lunch
13.15 Got kicked out 'into the sunshine'.
Ate grass, sicked up. Lovely.
18.00 Another meal. Yawn.
Got shouted at for scratching those new settees. Honestly, who was here first, that's what I want to know.
Oh well, time for my beauty sleep. Let my keepers have some quality time.
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