Because of last night's hunt, I am not allowed to take Lynettea out for walkies this evening.
I am not sure if this is to punish her or me.
MIAOUW MIAOUW. It is dark and I can hear the lizards rustling in the fallen leaves.
It is still hot outside, with more hot weather tomorrow.
I put my paws up to her.
MIAOUW. Can't we go outside?
'Maybe tomorrow morning,' she says.