Ived lived quite happily with this strange woman who rescued me from prison for about 8 years.
She filled the house with small children and apart from avoiding them i didnt complain.
She trapped my in a box and moved my to the city but i adapted.
I occasionally let her brush my hair and let her know when its right by biting her, so far so good.
But now this skinny wretched thing is usurping her affections eating my food, laying around my kitchen that i sleep in when it's really cold (ice on the ground) at least and letting the small squeaky people stroke it!!!!
The house thief has no shame i tell you! Plus it just had the audacity to hiss at me, oh mumsnet what should i do?
AIBU to sulk from the top of the garden shed for the next three days while hunger striking?