A Cat on the Wall

A couple of days ago, I opened my study window. And what do I see? A cat on the wall! (or the jutting portion of a wall, if you will).


She didn’t look at all like having two thoughts, though—she was certain about staying put and resting!

And here’s a bit more about her. Her name is Champion’s League, because she watches the football matches! She belongs to my son’s friend and neighbour. Champ is too sweet and comes up to anyone and everyone for some rub-down.

Once, she came to our doorstep and demanded loudly—absolutely commanded me, I assure you—to be let in. I had to turn her away with many a word and gestures!