rubbish day!

Work is a NIGHTMARE at the moment. Out of a team of 8, there's only been 3 of us in this week! We're obviously the "backbone" of the team!

I got home and Stalker Cat was sitting on my lawn waiting for me. As soon as I got out the car, he had his front paws up against my front door, trying to push it open.

10 minutes later I was sat on my kitchen floor, with a bowl of saltwater, cotton wool and cotton buds, cleaning his gunky eye! It was at this point that I thought "why the hell am I doing this, when he's not mine?"

Still, he's getting very good now, and lets me Q-tip clean the creases in his face, and wipe off all the gross gunk, without running away or trying to claw me! Amazing what cat treat bribes can achieve!