Britney Rules.

We are very proud of our Britney. She often follows Mothermouse to the shops and sensibly stops short of main roads preferring to investigate gardens till she returns. This last Thursday she followed us towards a cafe for lunch but waited in the shade of a four-by-four. In the evening we decided to go for a drink and Britney was waiting at the front door. I think because all her three humans were going out together there was a necessity to keep tabs on us after all the comings and goings of summer holidays. The ten minute walk didn't include any main roads and she was with us all the way to the pub. We went in and she went in and tarted herself round the bar. We were ever so proud. I mean dogs are ten a penny but having a free range cat, because that's the only way a cat will operate, in tow must be a first. And the people in the pub also seemed to recognise the honour that had been bestowed on them. We enjoyed the late summer weather outside as she investigated the grounds and then followed us home.