Cat hissy fit
Ricardo has a new collar. Bright blue with diamante trim and a little blue bell. Very posh. He hates it. I don’t care. It took me half an hour to get it around his neck and I am ripped from eyebrow to elbow. This was last night. Since then he has launched three separate attacks on my mother, disabled three dogs and torn down the lounge curtains. As we speak, he is emptying the waste paper basket. And no one in this house is going to try and stop him. He has gone mental or he’s on crack. Whatever. But he WILL wear that collar.