We used to have a cat called Dusty. She was tiny and grey and was my husband's kitten from Day One. In the morning we sat in bed drinking Yakult and would throw the tin foil lid on the quilt cover, sending Dusty into a "fetch it" frenzy. Such happy memories. Sadly she was poisoned or run over on Christmas Day. Then Tabitha came into my life rolling over for a tummy rub from a stranger. He used to love strolling past our cattery with head held high showing off to the cats that he was free to come and go as he pleased! He never acknowledged the guest cats in any shape or form except indifference. Sadly he wasted away, possibly from poison too.
Renewing a Bid Society Bond. Asking for income.
Changing from a Manual car to an Automatic after driving manual for around 50 yrs
Should I have been a better person?
Backseat Driver, Former PM Tony Blair Reckons The Triple-Lock...

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Mr P denied all knowledge!

