Tigerlilly - Lobsang Rampa

held high and uttering little cries of pleasure that she was
coming home again after she had done her duty.
The Guv was away at the end of the apartment in his small,
small, bedroom, where all he can see of the world is through a
mirror, so everything he sees is backwards. He has a telescopic
stand and a mirror on it and the world goes by behind him,
and with a mirror of course left and right are transposed.
I was getting tired; I like to go to bed early, it gives one a
chance to think, gives one a chance to meditate and to ponder
on the problems of the day and to wonder about the next day.
The Guv had had his medication and was ready to settle
down. I put out the cats' supper. They are very insistent) that
they have a good supper put out every night. Then they come
and sniff to see what there is and then they go away until later.
They don't want to eat it then. They like to wait until it is
night, and all the lights are out.
My room also is small and on one wall I have one of those
picture panoramas. This time it is of a Hawaiian scene—a
beautiful white beach and blue, blue seas, and of course the
inevitable palm trees so absolutely real that one can, with just a
little imagination, see them as waving in the breeze, and I
have a Brazilian painting which matches the mural absolutely.
There is always so much to do before going to bed. Check
that the door is locked and that I have that prop in place
because there have been so many break-ins in Calgary that I
have a special steel prop—one end fits on the floor, and the
other, a forked end, fits under the doorknob so no one can
possibly get in. I put that in place, went around picking up
papers and things and stacking them away, and after that I
walked into my bedroom. It is a little room, as I said, and I
have a nice brass bed—brass rails at top and foot. Soon I was
tucked up in bed and then there came the sound of loud pur-
ring. Miss Tadalinka had settled down beside me purring
away, showing her joy that at last the day had ended and she
could ‘get her head down’ and go in for some entrancing catty
dreams.
Miss Cleo hadn't finished her work yet. She had to go along
to see if the Guv was all right and then, after a few words with
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