I’m hiding in my office shed, the one place the cat will not go near
I am sitting in my office at the bottom of the garden, hiding from the cat. I have plenty of work to do – I am a businessman – but if it weren’t for the cat I’d be in the kitchen drinking coffee, or maybe lying on my bed.
In the months since we moved house, the cat has seized the opportunity afforded by the upheaval to reframe its dealings with me, so that I am more like its PA. The cat knows only one word in English – miaow – but it has learned to punctuate it pretty effectively.
Tim Dowling: with one word – miaow – the cat is in charge