How the Trouble Started (2012)
“The whole thing still upsets me to this day and afterwards I decided I would always try to do the right thing, regardless of how much bother it could lead to. I’ve always loved animals but we were never allowed a pet. Mum said animals were mucky.
‘Cats aren’t,’ I told her, ‘cats are clean.’ ‘Just because an animal has the instinct to bury its own mess doesn’t mean it’s clean Donald,’ she said. ‘Think about where they walk, what they get into, and then think of them prancing around the house... on their filthy paws. And when you’re not there, jumping on your kitchen surfaces, sleeping on your pillows. Cats are sneaky creatures.’ The closest I had to a pet was Mr Mole’s dog, Scruffy, who I used to walk sometimes, but even Scruffy wasn’t allowed in our house, so I knew a pet of my own was unlikely. But the day I found the kitten I thought for a silly few seconds that if I took him home and Mum saw him, she might be persuaded to let me keep him.MoreLess
‘Cats aren’t,’ I told her, ‘cats are clean.’ ‘Just because an animal has the instinct to bury its own mess doesn’t mean it’s clean Donald,’ she said. ‘Think about where they walk, what they get into, and then think of them prancing around the house... on their filthy paws. And when you’re not there, jumping on your kitchen surfaces, sleeping on your pillows. Cats are sneaky creatures.’ The closest I had to a pet was Mr Mole’s dog, Scruffy, who I used to walk sometimes, but even Scruffy wasn’t allowed in our house, so I knew a pet of my own was unlikely. But the day I found the kitten I thought for a silly few seconds that if I took him home and Mum saw him, she might be persuaded to let me keep him.MoreLess
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