My friend Heathcliff came to stay one evening. At the time I was very happy. It was wonderful to have some civilized company for a change.
The only problem is that was a few months ago and he is still here! I wouldn’t mind so much if he didn’t act like he owns the place. I frequently fin him in forbidden territory, sleeping on the floor by Joanna’s feet. He gets to join everyone for dinner. If I dare cross over the gate I shoed away.
Heathcliff is constantly jumping over the gate and hiding under Joanna’s desk. She says he is so quiet she does not realize he is there! I am never allowed in her office. Apparently, I am too disruptive! Me! Disruptive! I only demanded her constant attention. Is that too much to ask?
Still there are some advantages to having Heathcliff around. He knows how to play and he is always up for a game- well nearly always. He knows how to open doors too. Herself thought she could shut us in the kitchen at night. Well Heathcliff showed her. He stood up on his hind legs and pushed down on the handle. It only took him a second.
This also works when Joanna shuts us out of the living room. I suppose, when I think about it, it’s quite nice having a brother.
