Back in October, I revealed that I had purchased at great expense, a hypo-allergenic owly cat called Barney. He has the body of a cat and the head of an owl and was especially designed to meet my personal lifestyle needs. I wanted company but didn’t necessarily want an active relationship with that company, if you see what I mean. I could have gone out and got a slothful, disinterested boyfriend as there seem to be plenty of those out there. It would have been cheaper but I still wanted the sofa to myself. Barney has been the perfect companion as he lives in the loft and I only ever run across him occasionally in the kitchen when he is fixing himself a smoked salmon sandwich and a saucer of Rachel’s organic semi-skimmed milk. He is a bit jowly, even for an owly.
Original picture from www.cat.mau.ru