On top of being told to rest, she’s now got the decorators in and says I’ve to go to boot camp so I don’t get hairs in the paint. As if I would. How will they get it right if I’m not there to supervise? Still, it gets me away from THE CAT. Boot camp has two nice cats who play with my tail, not attack me like the stuck up hussy at home. Still I’ve had a good business bark this morning – window cleaner, decorator and a plumber next door. Got to keep the vocal cords in trim.