At home recovering from (probably-ridiculously-high-air-pressure-induced) headache and Ziggy hops in the window with half a chicken cat-treat stick. I look out and the girl from upstairs is tempting her over with them. I may have told her off quite strongly but that’s not OK.
Someone did the same to my granny and it was horrible. Get your own cat! Go to a shelter!
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They are in an upstairs flat so I understand if they feel they can’t have a cat of their own, but they already asked to “borrow” Ziggy “to deter mice”, which I said no to because honestly I think it’s kind of weird and I suspected the girl just wanted to pet her.
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What on earth? Raymond lets himself in my neighbours’ windows, and they let him hang out a bit which I’m fine with because they a) know me and b) don’t feed him, but she’s being really weird and out of order.
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