In my shots of Rome I noticed that we were being shadowed through the Forum by a large tabby cat. It could of course have been a completely different tabby cat, or it could have been our own El Gato trailing us and spying on us.

Impossible? You don't know that cat.

Anyway, what I noticed after that was that rather than do her own dirty work, she apparently employed spies. Because there were cats everywhere in Italy.

This one is assuring me that "I doez not knowz any Lucy. Ah iz sure you iz mistaken. Now goez away, I must reportz in."