Our Cat Becomes A Conversation Opener.

Another one in our ' mad about our cat ' club.

Most pet food sections in supermarkets are in the last aisle just before the frozen food section. Today I needed to stock up for our princesses and let me tell you, it isn't a picnic to shop for them. Even Tigger has decided to become a budding foodie. Oh no, cheap food is not for her and as for Princess Mausi, she won't get out of bed for anything less than a can of Gourmet. Thankfully I don't have to slave over a hot stove but still...

Whenever I run out of Gourmet, the supermarkets gang up on me and raise the price. They have cottoned on to the fact that this brand is the only one that will pass her lips. Although at times she dares to veto's certain flavours, the cheeky minx.

An elderly lady was avidly perusing the various Gourmet cans and by her thoroughness I knew straight away that she had the same predicament as me. A fussy cat, plain and simple.

Oh, is your cat also a fuss pot? "

" You have no idea! She only eats their mousse. "

As much as we both bemoaned our fate, we couldn't help but exchange cat experiences and learn that we both are equally as besotted by them. Gosh, we stood and chatted for at least five minutes and the woman was so happy to talk ( perhaps at all ? ) with someone about her cat. Of course hers takes the cake or rather licks the butter - a portion at every breakfast - which she does sitting on a chair at the table. Manners maketh the man...

Loneliness gets booted out the door as soon as a pet comes in through it. Many of you might think us mad old dears but these little creatures give meaning and structure to a day...

Biggi