Mr Servant was cross yesterday because, every time he tried to print something, the paper kept on getting caught up and going wonky.
He then discovered the key to the window lock was stuck in the printer and, of course, I got the blame. He jumped to the conclusion that I had knocked it in when I jumped down from the window ledge.
He has no proof. It could just as easily have been Mrs Servant who dropped the key into the printer when she was locking the window. It's most unfair the way I get told off for stuff.
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Mewsings of a London cat who enjoys tuna fish, sleeping, and living in Fulham
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