OK. So it's not my CF, it's my DSis's friend's CF. But it is a CF.
Friday night Jack and Jill and DCs went to bed early because they were getting a coach early Saturday morning. Jack was taking part in an event on Sunday and would be spending the afternoon with his team mates and Jill and the DCs were going to explore together. Sunday they were going to watch the event.
Jill came downstairs at 6am to find an envelope on the floor with a note and a key. It was from a neighbour who they aren't particularly friendly with - just take in parcels etc. plus occasional play dates for the DCs. Note said that they were going away for a few days and had been let down for cat care so would Jill do it? Instructions on feeding, dealing with cat litter etc included.
Fortunately Jill had Mrs CF's mobile number so texted to say she couldn't and they were leaving soon and wouldn't be back until late Sunday. CF texted back asking what she was supposed to do about the cat. Jill replied to the effect of come home and feed it because I'm not going to be here. Mrs CF then rang very upset and pleaded with Jill to look after the cat. Jill said she couldn't they were going away. Then she asked Jill to knock on other doors in the road to ask someone to do it. Jill said she had no time to do that they were leaving and it was 6.30 in the morning. Mrs CF said she'd have to sort something out herself then and hung up crossly. Such a cheek.