Today is the day she puts on the fire downstairs and does strange exercises on a mat. A nice woman’s voice comes out of a light box on the sofa and sometimes it says my name too. Anyway we had an hour of arm waving and body going up and then down, then I hear the ginger man with his monster ginger dog. He rings the bell but I hear them coming. I sit on the fourth step up on the stairs and wait for them to come in.
The dog goes straight to my human in the kitchen and the ginger man comes and gives me a good stroking, all the way down my back. I love that. I tell him I want him to stay but not that bloody dog.
Black Cat Stan 