Should she stay or should she go now?

I'll never get my head round the fact that Sunday is the first day of the week. It somehow seems wrong to be so alert at the time when the rest of the world think that bed is a good idea. Though, of course, when you are up, you're up. You've been getting up earlier and earlier lately.

Mummy had her first day in her new office; a stressful day as ever since a week's work has to be done in about three days, and nothing is working properly in the new place. We got up and had a nice morning though. We played a bit, and watched a bit of TV. Mummy took the bus because our car insurance had expired, but she managed to find a good deal later on. Well, when I say good, 2130NIS for virtually no cover. But it was the best out there.

You ate your breakfast with us, earlier than usual at around 7.30am. Mummy said how lovely it was to leave the house and not have any problems going to work, but inevitably she found out all the buses were full and she was late. Maybe I'll just drive her in future, it only takes 10 minutes.

You had your cornflakes and we cleared up the lounge. The cat had a chance to clear up after you, but it is getting more stressful keeping Khatouli. She is just not a nice cat, she spent most of the day trying to climb up on top of the units and all over the table. I can't leave you and her in the same place comfortably, as you try and play with her and she tries to attack you - not violently, but if you did hurt her without realising you were hurting her, well, I suspect she would scratch you. She bites when you stroke her, not teeth sinking in biting, but get off me biting. It's not a good mix. You can't eat when I'm not supervising, the cat prowls and I've caught her so many times jumping up trying to get at your food. More than one plate of cornflakes has had to be thrown out. Mummy wants to put an ad up on a website to see if someone will take her. I suspect she is just too wild, if you met her, she wouldn't be warm. Even though it is an unpleasant thought, I think the street would be a better place. Mummy thinks that the cat wouldn't fend for herself, though I suspect that that is the exact reason why she can't adapt to being stuck in a flat. Every time the door opens, she wants to make a bolt for it, and she never ever learns. She jumps at the door handle to open up every time she is in the office, and she can actually get into rooms that are closed. She learned to open them by bouncing on the handle. Very clever, but not good - if you are asleep she wants to wake you, and she will walk on you. If I close the door she will bounce off the handle and even if she doesn't succeed she will wake you, make everyone stressed. And if we are going to get you a puppy, the cat will never accept it. Fur will fly, so I think the cat is going to be leaving us soon.