this is squeak. the neighbour's cat. he's been mooching around here for most of his life. enjoying extra breakfasts and sleeping off hangovers under my bed. unfortunately he's curtains. his mother is a mean english cow. with the heart the size of a lentil. consequently he spent most of his life shut outside. whatever the weather. i found him the other night under a camellia. he had a mass on his face. the next day it was worse. this time she took him in. but ejected him at 2:30 the next morning. when he was eventually found 36 hours later it was too late. now she's upset. but not quite as much as she is about the dent in her garage door.just life. as usual.
