Friday, October 26, 2012

Catsitting: Wilson

The best thing about cat sitting Wilson was the first morning I went there. I opened the door, attempting to stop him running out. I got in in, he sat down and stared with a look of "Who the FUCK are you?"
Wilson
Where is she?

Wilson
Who the hell are you?

Wilson
Maybe if I sit here she will come back and he will leave me alone...

Wilson
I can wait all day...


Wilson
You're still here? 

Wilson
Are you my mummy?

Wilson
ok, I will play in my box...boxes are cool

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