I have no idea where Her Ladyship has been this evening but she has obviously been hanging out with the local ruffians! How do you know this I hear you ask? Well every evening we have the same ritual here .... I go upstairs and run a bath and while the bath is running I'm joined in the bathroom by Foxy, Zephyr and Rossi who queue up to be combed with the flea comb ... they all love it and purr like little tractors. We go through this ritual not to search for fleas but more to remove "dead hair" .... so you can imagine my horror when I ran the comb under madams chin and caught 3 fleas in one go
No sign of any flea dirt on any of them and we are uptodate with our frontline treatment so I can only imagine that she has been hanging round with "Ginger" the local tomcat who is a real sweetie, a proper out door boy and the apple of Rossi's eye! Whenever he comes into the garden she sits in the window twittering until I open the door then she trots out and runs upto him and rubs noses with him
(She's her Mummies little girl ... she likes her boys a bit on the rough side!
). I haven't seen Ginger this evening but when he comes round next I am going to treat him to a spot of frontline as I suspect he is carrying a few hitchhikers.
