I have to live here now. Me, a sophisticated Londoner, coming to live in the back of beyond, Woop-Woop-by-the-Sea.
The humans are ok, I suppose but the cats! – well, I hate them. They hate me too.
I growl at them. I look fierce.
They growl at me. The females do, anyway; the boys just run away, silly little scaredy-cats.
Rachel says it will all be fine.