The Silver Vixen was out attending a course at Selsey, and the Gorse Fox was left at home in the care of the cat. Not once during the morning did the cat bring the Gorse Fox a cup of tea or coffee (or even offer to make one). At lunch a few stern words were exchanged and the Gorse Fox was hoping for a better service during te afternoon. He was to be disappointed.
Some rubbish excuse about the lack of opposable thumbs was not satisfactory - said cat needs to pull its weight, not just lie about all day living on benefits.
1 comment:
its taken a week and senility is setting in... dr doolittle will be pleased!
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