Cats and Little Boys

At dinner tonight the cat we appear to have inherited with our new house sat meowing at the back door. K burst into tears and said "Can I give him my dinner Dad, cos I've already eaten some and he's starving and he might die"

I think K's a monster sometimes and wonder what I ever did in a past life to deserve him, and then stuff like this happens and I realise we did alright, and I must have done something pretty damned great in a past life to deserve him.

(Oh ... after he went to bed ... I fed the cat)