Glastonbury party!

whitewave Our Hamish was so special. He was being nursed by a lady in Torquay when we met him for the first time. He was a weedy, scrawny, odd looking kitten who had been dumped in a bin! When we went to collect him [two baskets in the car and several blankets] the lady was also nursing a parrot who had plucked out all his feathers, a three-legged and a one-eyed ancient dog. She was a marvel. Hamish grew into a VERY handsome cat. We adored him. By the way, forgot that his name included - 'three sheets' - because he used to like to be dried off with three sheets of kitchen towel when wet. When our granddaughter was small, she used to get and would often address him as Hamish three blankets.

That is brilliant! he was nearly a Hamish but Duncan seems to suit him better

whitewave We had a cat named - Hamish McTavish Walter Sisulu Obediah Cheeky Boy...Ham for short

Yes his name is Carradine Duncan McTavish

Duncan for short or Ass if he is in a mood

I shall start a new thread to vindicate this poor maligned animals name!
Er, I presume it has one?
Probably on Friday when I've finished work!
Now.
GOODNIGHT!

jeni

you are so right I just know someone done him wrong - but I can't get anyone to own up

Don't go there, jeni! That way madness lies.....

I can't sleep for worrying about this cat/dog! If it had got singed nibbling the BBQ, that would have Ben his front, not his rear!
I still think somebody? Did him wrong!

Night, jeni!

Night jeni sleep tight.........is nearly Friday

you are early tonight jeni

good night

Night all!

anagram

Honestly! Hush your mouth! you know exactly what I mean - vote "Dog for Chef"

Barbecued dog? Surely not......

I vote dog!

That's just reminded me of a BBQ we had a few summers ago. My son had his brand new BBQ that had a front panel that looked like the flight deck of the Concord, and a beautiful set of BBQ tools with which to produce sausages and beefburgers (no fish or veg kebabs, just the usual stuff).

Every time he turned over his sausages and put down the spatula on the low shelf, his labrador was lay underneath licking the juices off it until he picked it up and turned them over again. We were all crying laughing and he didn't have a clue. He dished out the burgers and sausages and sat down contentedly to find the dog had slurped half his lager, too

I just had a buttered bun with some lettuce on it!

when
I'm full of them!

That sounds like quite a sensible idea whitewave

I vote that the dog is in charge of the next barbeque

What...??

Hmph!

Me too, whitewave! But I think he has to regard his singed backside as self-inflicted!

Well I know nothing

Well seeing as he provided the lamb in the first place I do think he was entitled to a bit of it!

whitewave I would never harm a cat dog, even if he was making off with the BBQ lamb. I think your dog is one of those who likes to taste danger

Anagram I admit nothing, and regret even less