Optimism

There's one wild cat that keeps coming to the villa. Granny says that Aunty W feeds it because there's cat food in the larder. Baba says it only encourages the beast.

It's funny, because every time we're eating breakfast, lunch or dinner on the terrace, the cat comes along and keeps making noises over and over again. Baba hates wild cats.

"They're everywhere you go!" he says. "This one is clearly an optimist, because it knows it gets nothing from me but a running shoo!"

I wonder what an optimist is as I make my noise for yet another biscuit!