Dear Mr Electric Meter Reader I am sorry. I did warn you when you knocked on our door that I was ill, I wasn’t dressed, the place was a mess, the cats were indoors and it probably was better if you came back another day.
But you came in anyway.
The fact that you proceeded to trip over a curious cat on the way into the kitchen, a food bowl when you were in the kitchen and another cat when you were on the way out of the kitchen, having read the meter, is not my fault.
You are clearly not a cat person, but you were warned, so not my fault either.
Nor is the fact that when you tripped over the second cat, who to be fair was only trotting over to say hello, you came face to face with my computer screen. I am very sorry that just before you arrived I was looking up something on the PC.
I am also very sorry that it is clear you have had a very sheltered upbringing. You looked absolutely terrified, and actually stopped, mid-trip, your face frozen in a grimace of horror.
You bounded out of my house so fast, the third to last floorboard in the hall actually bounced you out of the door and you nearly landed facedown on my pathway.
I am also sorry that Merlin watched you dash down the road with the most human-like sneer on his little face. It really wasn’t fair of him. But he doesn’t like people who don’t like cats.
And me? I was simply looking up a list of no kill animal shelters in the US and because of this, I went to the one website that consistently has the right information.
Interrupted on my sick day: Annoying
Feeding and looking after 7 cats: Expensive
Watching them trip anti-cat person up: Deeply amusing
Watching stupid man come face to face with the Animal Liberation Front webpage: Priceless