Moggy quandary

Hate moggies, me, can't stand 'em. If I ever see one sat in my garden, I'll bang on the window til they scarper. There was one, once, who used to just sit and stare at me until I opened the door, and eventually it grew so brave it'd actually wait for me to step outside before it sloped off - the little s**t.

Anyway - so one of the local fleabags has given birth to a couple of kittens which have taken a shine to my back garden, and particularly the shed roof. Ahem - it pains me to say this, and I understand that in your eyes I've just morphed into a pink fluffy-duster waving effeminate - the little buggers are seriously cute and I can't find it in myself to shout at them.

So, do I force myself to chase them away, or do I tolerate them until they're less cute and then revert to bastard status at that point?

Er...... I accept that this isn't the most important thing we have to discuss today.....

Posted By: Suggy, Aug 24, 12:00:35