October 19th Monday.

Ive had enough, i opened my back door and let my cat out. Guess what? He had a sniff around and came back inside the little shit! Hes currently upstairs with Jensen and im locked in the living room with my dog. The dog has just gone for the cat, even shes had enough of his shit. The cat went for my dog this morning and Sicily didn't dare walk past him, so I picked my dog up and the cat clawed my legs. Honestly, hes being vile. Wish we never had him. The dog and the cat can't get along. They were fine together until the cat turned on us all about 4 weeks ago. Im so fed up. Im living in fear. Hes been locked in the kitchen all morning with the back door open, I was expecting him to just fuck off and let some steam off, but noooo, he just came back inside. All his stuff, his litter tray, food and water are in the kitchen because thats where hes going be spending alot of his time with the back door open. Im hoping the more he goes out, the more he'll explore and not just stay by the back door. Hes got be at the vets at 4pm if we can get him in the carrier that is.

Jesse refused to go school this morning, so hes off. He said can I go on my ps5, I said absolutely not! He should be in school. 

Mentally the cat is draining me, im on edge all the time. Im fed up of it. Im doing ok though, just washing Jensens bedding because the cat shit on his bed when I locked him in his room early this morning. Its a nightmare, honestly. I had all I can take of this cat.

Iris cats wont take him because they have a list of cats they've got to take and strays are top if the list. 

The cat is fine with Jensen, its just me and the dog he doesnt like. I can't keep living in fear of him, im tense all the time when hes around me or the dog.

Anyway, just drying Jensens coverless duvet, which takes forever and im watching The Mentalist again.

Next time the cat goes out, im locking the door behind him..