Another Possibility

I have been thinking. If my sniffer-cat job is not possible, I could be a stand-in (or sit-in) lion in Trafalgar Square.

I am sure the lions there need a wee holiday every now and then because sitting around all day doing nothing must be very tiring, so I could offer my services as relief lion. I have been practicing the pose and I think I have perfected it and if you look at today's picture, I am sure you will agree.

If my DH could put wheels on my pet carrier and my MH makes me some sandwiches and gives me my paw-ket money, I could just nip down to London for a wee while and strut my stuff. I think I am ideally suited for this position because I love having my picture taken and I adore being fussed over.

Picture the scene, dear reader. Millions of people in Trafalgar Square taking pictures of the lions and then one of them nips off for a wee rest and yours truly takes over with an adorable nonchalance that comes with knowing that I can do whatever I put my mind to. I will be the talk of the entire world and may even be on the 'and finally' bit of News At Ten.

That would be magic watching myself on my television. I must learn to sign paw-tographs as I am sure I will become a STAR!

Pussy cat, pussy cat where have you been?

I've been to London, that's where I've been.

Pussy cat, pussy cat what did you there?

I was a lion in Trafalgar Square.

Now I know if you look at today's photo, you will see that I am facing a wall. Well, it was only when I got up on the wee wall that I realised that the scenery had disappeared, but then I remembered my dear friend Button's advice and pretended that I had intended doing just that, but I can tell you now, dear feline family, I was frightened to do anything in case I fell off the wall!

Memo to self. More wall walking practice.