Let’s get this straight. I don’t share Mo’s obsession with the steam mop. 

It arrived just after me and shares my room. (I know it’s my room because Mo told me it was the You-Tility room.) 

It’s always on the go - no wonder its so skinny. All I have to do is dash in from the mudflats or from digging my escape tunnel in the garden - and out it comes, hissing and fussing. 

What’s wrong with muddy paw prints, I ask you? I think they give a place character. I’ve even seen some really expensive designer fleeces on the market with someone’s fat footmarks all over them.

I’m thinking of introducing a new line similar to that for Abbey Chic - I just need to get my paws on one of Mo’s rare vintage kimono silks so I can experiment........