Anyway as I was setting out yesterday in the van Steve came out to open the gate for me. Of course Fat cat Jamie decided he would come too. I called out to Steve, watch him for me I don't know where he is. Steve gave me the thumbs up as he was walking with him towards the gate, I slowly reversed the van. Thankfully I was still unsure of where Jamie was as I could no longer see him in the mirror, so was taking it very easy. Suddenly Steve called out "Stop!" Jamie had stopped walking up towards the gate with him and was lying on his back right in the path of the van! It was too close for comfort .. and not the first time. What the hell more can we do with this chap? We are so careful with him but still it gets too close to call. I was quite upset but then smiling as I saw Steve trying to get him to move, he rolled, got up, moved 5 ft and flopped down again. Oh Jamie what can we do with you? Thank god you live on a mountain!
