The Revenge of a Doormat

The Revenge of a Doormat It is late at night happily not hot just like a friendly spring and I have forgotten to water my plant …. I have in the yard a 23 year old Cacti, he is the boss and has assured them that I will water them soon, and when he does be prepared for a deluge. As I was preparing lunch: steak with salad, if you must now, a cat looks posh sat on the mat on the front door meowing, so I opened a tin of tuna fish as it can´t do it. I did this not so much out of charity, I´m not blistering on aiding the needy, but because my wife had rang me from Cascais asking for more money decorating our flat, and she dislike cats. I did laundry today, washed my trousers and forgot to take my phone out of its pocket. It was a new one the type that takes picture, if she had been here this would not had happened so I will feed the cat tomorrow too.