Snubbed

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On the way back from taking Looby Loo to school this morning, I passed our favourite cat. He's a large white tom with ginger patches and very thick fur. He also, rather amusingly, has a falsetto miaow. And, he's a sloppy old fusspot. Or so I thought. Seeing him sitting by a gatepost, I said hello, crouched down and offered him a hand to sniff, expecting him to do his usual roll over and purr routine.

He shot off across the nearest garden.

He was in the same place this afternoon when I went to pick LL up. We ignored one another.

A quarter of a n hour or so later, I passed him for a third time in one day. Or I would have done. We didn't come to him: he accosted us. Yes, he's very decidedly not my friend at all: he loves Looby Loo. They spent a happy five minutes together, before the need to get home to feed our monsters impinged.

In other feline news, yesterday Biggle began to eat my filing backlog.