The temporary staff have arrived and Feste is nowhere to be seen, so I’m ingratiating myself with them while I have the chance. I have already demonstrated my innate tabby superiority with my bizarre cushion mounting trick.
Impressed? You should be.
Hmmm. Hasn’t worked yet. Trying the “standing on her shoulder with my whiskers in her ear” gambit now.
That didn’t work either.
I will smarm around the smallest helper…
Wish me luck.
Pip
Feste's Lament 