Annabel, in fact, likes it immensely at the Pursey's farm, where she bosses the cows and sheep around. Last time she was there they put her in with the sheep and the ram, and had a fit when he started to chase her. They needn't have worried. The two of them disappeared in a cloud of dust over the rise of the field. A few minutes later they came thundering back. This time Annabel was in pursuit of the ram, who was going like the clappers. They had never seen him so quiet, they said, as he was for the rest of the holiday.
But the cats... we really do intend to take them one of these days. They are so much part of our lives. We bought the caravan because of them; it is our second home – and what is home without the comfort of cats?
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