Having a crossword!

Ah-ha I thought to myself one morning earlier this week- as Mr GBT was showering [I know, I know, tmi but I am a big beaked old bird!] I thought I shall have 5 minutes with the crossword before I have to perform my ablutions. Well that's what I thought.....the furry varmit had different ideas. Look at her the picture of innocence...

Well don't believe it! As was to be expected she had other plans - those of us in servitude to felines will know that firstly, the one thing cats hate is to be ignored when they want attention and secondly, they know themselves to be experts in all things and that includes crosswords. Ho hum- every time I picked up the pencil to fill in a clue she felt she knew better, so to stop me from completing them incorrectly, she pushed my hand away vigorously with one of her well aimed furry head butts. By this time she and I really had had a cross word and my window of opportunity had passed. Making myself clean and nice to know had become a priority so I departed and here is the evidence of her antics in my absence. Photo one shows her scowling because she's been caught trying to read the clues....

Photo two, believing the coast to be clear, shows her about to pick up the pencil....

And nearly having been caught red pawed she is using the tried and tested distraction technique of suddenly finding a grubby spot which needs her immediate attention.....

However, having seen the evidence I was not fooled for one moment. I get the last laugh though because unbeknown to her she's off to the cattery for her annual hols later this week. Tee hee!

Arilx