This plan has met with a slight setback though. Yesterday morning, around 6am, Archie, one of my cats became involved in a fight. Well, actually, he started it. Archie is very territorial over his hunting grounds, my neighbour's garden, the wynd, and the car-park. This I've never understood because the only place Archie ever hunts is in the cat food cupboard.
Anyway, there's a new kid on the block, a ginger and white marauding man cat with no name. My boy's not happy with this swaggering stranger who seems to have a huge sense of entitlement.
It seems the ginger and white mafia are trying to take over the car- park and yesterday morning the dispute developed into blows. My other cat Cuillin ran away shouting 'it wisnae me' when he saw me 'hinging out the windae' screaming at the two duelists, who were sitting on chip wrappers staring each other out. This does make a change from me chasing Archie up the High Street in my pyjamas though.
Some two hours later, my wounded hero came limping through the vennel dragging his sore leg behind him. After a few hours of sulking and me attending to the bite on his leg, I put Archie to bed and have been taking his meals up to him. He's a little better today.
In the meantime, I've finished the author's questionaire for 'Scotland's Hidden Harlots and Heroines' and I thought that after supplying the head of Pen and Sword's marketing department with the names of half of Scotland's press that might be the end of my involvement. I've just been reading a book on marketing though, and it says I might face some difficult questions from a publicist. For example, What do you look like? Would a photograph of you make journalists sit up and notice? - Oh aye, more than that, they'd come running - right past me.
Can you talk as well as write? - Well, I think the talking bit came first.
Where do you live and what do your neighbours think of you? - Lets get this book out before we think about writing another.
From the amount of kisses and cuddles I'm getting, it's a fair guess Archie is ready for his tea. I'd better away to the kitchen and prepare his tray -after all the only way to get ahead is to get started.