Hi, it’s Carrie here. I’m filling in for Bergamot while he takes some time to recover. Don’t worry, everything’s alright. You see, since his last entry Bergamot has had something of a minor meltdown. To be honest I think this chilly weather has got the better of him and he just needs some time to rest.

I had an inkling all was not well when he stormed out during our game of ‘charades’ last week. His melodramatic exit was quite unlike him, although in his defence, Andy’s attempt to act out the movie “Interstellar” by peering through a bookcase for 10 minutes was rather painful. Nonetheless, I am still speculating whether cats understand the space/time continuum better than we do. I digress.

Upon returning from his scavenger hunt I assumed Bergamot was his perky old self. He was so proud of the various goodies he’d found: furniture, appliances, hardware and knick-knacks. He spent that whole evening and the next day arranging and rearranging his corner of the room to accommodate these newfound belongings. It wasn’t until the following morning I knew something was very wrong.