The Killer Cat Runs Away

21

‘You Promised You’d Never Forget Me.’

Tiger and Snowball and Bella were having a laugh playing see-saw on the wobbly drain cover a few houses down.

‘Hi,’ I said, stepping onto Bella’s side to even the game up a bit. ‘It’s me. I’m back.’

‘Who’s this?’ asked Tiger.

‘Do we know him?’ Bella asked.

‘No one I know,’ said Snowball.

‘Oh, come on, guys!’ I told them. ‘You promised you’d never forget me!’

So they knocked off the teasing and we mucked about. I told them all about my great adventures and my narrow escape. They helped me get the collar off.

‘Look at the state of it,’ said Tiger. ‘Sodden! Mind you, I’m not surprised. Ellie has spent an awful lot of time these last few days howling her head off.’

‘That’s right,’ said Snowball. ‘Her mother kept on trying to cheer her up by offering her a fluff-ball kitten just like Tinkerbell.’

Tiger finished the story. ‘And all she did was howl louder.’

Good stuff to hear.

We played quoits with the collar for half an hour or so while it was drying. Then the gang helped me put it on again. I think I’m safer wearing it, just for a while, until the hue and cry has all died down and Ms Whippy’s found herself another mouser and flown off to Spain.

Yes. Safer here till then.

And nicer too.

At my real home. With Ellie.