Today Lynettea forced me to go out in the rain. I ran in, but she made me go out again. The rain was very fine and I don't think she could see it at first.
I jumped on the bins and then onto the windowsill, where I was sheltered. She then started to feel the fine spray coming down on her, making her clothes damp.
'It's raining, Sasha! '
Well I knew that...
'We have to go in.'
'I was just getting comfortable on this ledge. I might do some grooming while I am here.'
'We have to go in, Sasha.'
So I had to jump down and go in.
Lynettea made a great fuss wiping my coat to make sure it was dry.
And then I fell asleep on the sofa, where it was warm and I felt cosy.