Elisa and I baked cupcakes (Nigella Lawson’s foolproof recipe) for Opa’s birthday. I left them out on the cooling rack overnight, still in their cute heart shaped silicone cases.

The next morning, I noticed that not only had one of them been nibbled at, but also a tiny piece of the case with it.

I asked Elisa if she had given into temptation, but she said “No, it was probably Miu”. “Yeah, right”, I thought.

I told her that I wouldn’t be cross if she were the culprit but, despite my attempts to wield a confession out of her, she protested her innocence.

Long story short, the following morning it was clear that it WAS the cat who got the cupcake! We had driven Elisa home the day before, so there was no way she could have dug into the second victim.

I felt it was important that I phone her and apologise for wrongly accusing her, if indirectly.

“You again already!”, was her response when she came to the phone. I explained that I wanted to apologise to her for thinking it was she and not the cat who had nibbled at the cupcake.

“What cat?”, she asked, giggling.

I started to elaborate, but she was off doing whatever it was she was doing before I interrupted her play.

So, the moral of this story is, don’t waste your time apologising to a four-year-old who lives in the moment and no longer gives a f**k about cats and cupcakes.