Today at 6.30 Smudge was SUPPOSED to go to the vets. He's got some nasty red patches on his skin - I suspect he's picked up something fom the field nearby and obviously I want to get it sorted out.
Smudge, however, had other ideas. He went out at about 3pm this afternoon... and I'm still waiting for him to come in. *Sigh* I'd kept the cat box hidden but he must have known. Rotten cat. It's for his own good!
Of course, I'll still cuddle him when he comes in, because I'ma bit getting rather worried... but argh!
EDIT: He's come home after avoiding me for about seven hours! I don't think I'll mention that I've rescheduled the appointment for Saturday morning...
Smudge, however, had other ideas. He went out at about 3pm this afternoon... and I'm still waiting for him to come in. *Sigh* I'd kept the cat box hidden but he must have known. Rotten cat. It's for his own good!
Of course, I'll still cuddle him when he comes in, because I'm
EDIT: He's come home after avoiding me for about seven hours! I don't think I'll mention that I've rescheduled the appointment for Saturday morning...