Waiting

Our cat Marmite (everybody loves Marmite!) went missing last night. He did not appear for his supper or for his breakfast this morning, which is highly unusual and certain cause for alarm.

His sister Storm (in a teacup) kept constant vigil here at the window. It was pitiful to watch her. I am happy to report that the little man has been found. He had sauntered off yesterday for a chat with the decorator next door, and was giving instruction from his lofty vantage point. Unfortunately the decorator, who doesn't speak cat, went off home not realizing that Marmite had forgotten how he had got up and now couldn't get down.

Luckily, when I asked aforementioned decorator this morning as to the possible whereabouts of Marmite, he directed me to him immediately and kindly provided his ladder for the rescue operation. All is now well, and Storm is no longer pining on the window ledge.