I wandered over to my bowl and, guess what, the darned thing was empty. So what's a girl to do?
I went into the sitting-room and found three spiders. They're ex-spiders now. They didn't taste bad. Then I found some fluff which was a bit bland and chewy. Then, result, under the sofa was a dried up bit of pork crackling left over from Sunday lunch. That went down a treat.
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I had a sip of water to make sure it was all nicely marinated, waited a few minutes, and puked it all up in the old man's shoe.
To say he wasn't best pleased when he put on the shoe to go to work is an under-statement.
To say he wasn't best pleased when he put on the shoe to go to work is an under-statement.
I'm now curled up on the settee, purring away, after I FINALLY got my proper breakfast.
Learn the lesson, people. LEARN THE LESSON.
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If we got those huge big spiders in the bath I would send Flynn in after them. He was always happy to oblige.
ReplyDeleteToffee sure liked her spiders. :) And as I recall, prawns.
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry you don't have more followers. Hugs, my dear. And thanks for the giggles.
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