It's good to here on Saturday for a change, instead of going to see my mother. I went to an open day at a Yoga centre, at last got to the Duke of York's Cinema, and v...

"You're in a good mood for a change." My black cat is asking for food. I am going to call him Blogs, unless anyone else has got a better idea. When I'd fed him he added, "I think safriz is right, you know. You spend far too much time complaining."

"You can talk!" And that's the problem. Blogs is far too intelligent. Did you hear about that chimpanzee at the Stockholm Zoo, who spent the hours when the zoo was closed making piles of stones, so he could start throwing them at visitors as soon as the zoo opened? Evolutionary scientists were impressed at the animal's cognitive skills - almost human. The zoo keepers were also impressed with the chimp and put him to rights by castrating him. (check the BBC website if you don't believe me)

Anyway, my talking cat Blogs is showing similar signs of precosity and so I have booked him in for spaying. Appropiately the name of the local clinic is the New Priory.