Purdie is wedged in the cat flap!
After several months of what can only be described as binge eating her tummy, which incidentally has dragged along the floor for some weeks now, has finally gained enough girth to have caused the hideous trapping incident. Her tiny, and lets be honest, overworked little legs have thrashed frantically in an effort to recover the situation but as yet to no avail.
In an admirable "tough-love" stance her companions have decided to rent a cottage in Wales for the week in the hope that poor Purdie can slim her way out of the cat flap by their return. The move has also been designed to help Purdie's critically damaged self-esteem. Its the laughing you understand. Anyone who has come to see the stricken feline has found the sight so funny that they have been unable to hold back their hysterical laughter and as everyone knows the thing that cats hate more than anything else is to be laughed at.
A makeshift frame has been fashioned from an old chair onto which has been fitted one of those hamster water bottles. If Purdie turns her head to the left her tongue can just reach the plastic nipple and thus tease some moisture out to sustain her through the ordeal. In a move designed to maintain her motivation to get through the orifice, a piece of ham has been placed just out of her reach as a lure.
It had been mooted that we could use Mr Big Lou's bulk to assist with the extraction however he has resolutely refused to get involved on the grounds that the hapless Purdie must get her body mass down to suit the size of her head. At this point Rez, who appeared to be sleeping on the back of the chair, opened one eye approximately 2 millimetres and mumbled under her tiny breath "so you're an expert on head size/body weight now".
Regular updates on the situation will be published as they happen.
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