Look, I am new to the city and I am lonely. My husband is busy day and night doing important and confidential things that he cannot talk to me about. What is a woman to do when a sweet, friendly face shows up at her door begging for affection?

Yes, I have been feeding the neighbours’ cat.

G. has been sulking and unwilling to face the truth. But he could stand it no longer. This morning, I got busted.

At first they stared at each other at a polite distance through the kitchen door.

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Then the ginger tabby tried to show dominance, only to be frustrated by the impenetrability of the glass. G. simply looked on, impassive and secure in his position.

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Frustrated, he left after 10 minutes.

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Not a word was exchanged.

And the food was left untouched. I am appropriately chastised.

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