Well that got her telt!

So this morning our moglet deigns to eat at her actual home instead of any neighbour who'll feed her.

Previously she has been used to eating her breakfast then mooching into Dougal's bowl to see if she can pinch some of his food, Dougal...being the big saft heap he is has of course, previously let her off with it...(I should add, normally I feed Mocha outside but it's been bucketing down today so gave her breakfast inside).

Not today...no way no how!

I'm innocently getting mine and Davies breakfast when I hear a very loud

WOOF!!!

After I came back down from the ceiling discovered Mocha had tried her old trick but Dougal had...for a change...stood up to her and made darned sure she didn't pinch his breakfast, we found Mocha in April's old room sulking in the inimitable way a cat does and she stayed there all day...sulking.