||Oct. 7th, 2005 03:01 pm|
Can I move that today be stricken from the record? Something has been EATING my juggling kit.
Eh? Eating it? Your new balls, or the flying whales?
Like, moth-holes, or mouse-like nibbles?
Right, normally I think having one's kit nibbled on is not such a tragedy, but ... well, where's the justice when cat is attacked by mouse?
One of the many joys of cat ownership is the fact that the rodents are dead.
One of the horrors is the occasional thoughtful gift of dead rodents. Or live frogs, obviously a good present because we played with it for hours. Lenny looked very pleased with himself as we chased it around the livingroom.