Bear blog

I'm upset because there's a new cat in the neighbourhood who's looking for love, but I'm not allowed to show him any.

He's a big black tom that looks a lot like Dini, except for having a bushier tail. I've spotted him from the window a few times lazing around in the garden and have run to open the back door for him, thinking that I'd shut Dini out, only to realise that Dini was slormed on the chair and perfectly inside the house.

But last night he decided to appear at the back door and miaow incessently. Dini miaowed back in a slightly aggrieved fashion and I gave him a bit of food because I thought he was needy. But he obviously isn't a stray because I picked him up and cuddled him and he's actually quite chunky around the middle, although about a stone lighter than Dini. Pete didn't like it. He said that we already had one cat and that it wasn't fair on Dini, and that we couldn't afford to keep another cat. Even when I asked whether Black Cat could just be a cat that sat in our house every now and then and didn't get fed Pete said no.

It made me sad, but we shut the back door and told Black Cat to go away. He sat there and miaowed for ages before Pete made me leave the kitchen. And then this morning when I opened the door to let Dini out he was there again and tried to get in and be cuddled. And I had to turn him away again, even though I could see him through the window sat outside the door crying.

Poor Black Cat. I feel bad for him because he just wants to be friends. But I feel bad for Dini too because Black Cat makes him feel insecure and second-best. It's a quandry I'm in, to be sure.