COMMENT | The other day I walked into the condo unit – and there it was lying on my bed.

A cat.

Not just on my bed, not only on my mattress, curled up snugly in my blanket no less. I shouted in righteous fury and it barely moved. Then I ran towards it and it got the message. I even lobbed a shoe in the general direction of its retreat to emphasise the point that its conduct was highly undesirable.

I admit I was disappointed that I missed.

As the trajectory of the projectile made itself clear, it became clear that I would be denied a ...