When one sees the dreaded cat of Dalamory parading round the back of the house carrying a dead mouse, the quick thinker dashes to the cat flap (in the front door) and snibs it shut.
Foiled again, Fox.
When one sees the dreaded cat of Dalamory parading round the back of the house carrying a dead mouse, the quick thinker dashes to the cat flap (in the front door) and snibs it shut.
Foiled again, Fox.
Ingrate. That was supposed to be a gift.
Those are the kind of gifts I find difficult to accept. But I take your point. Shhh! Don’t tell Fox.