I’ve started singing to the cat when I feed her. I sort of improv each time I come back from work. So far, my favourites have been the 1930’s ballroom crooner ‘Oh Leila (what a swell gal)’ and the Beach Boys-inspired ‘Leila Kitty Beach Party’. I’ll run out of material sooner or later but I’m beginning to think she sees it as part of the service now.

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