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  • #31
    Yeuk! I hate having to clean up cat sick & fur balls.
    The other morning our cat ate her breakfast then went outside at a bit more than her usual speed. I looked out of the front of the house later & saw a little bit of sick near the front step & thought I'd better clear that up quick or the postie will tread in it. Going outside I then saw she'd deposited the rest of what she'd eaten all over the next door neighbour's front step, you could still see the chunks but blimey it looked like a lot more than she'd eaten! I had to clean it quick, he's not too keen on cats!
    Into every life a little rain must fall.

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      Cats: My big ole soppy black cat who with his brother saw me through some tough times(who my Dad once suggested I get rid of as they were "a millstone round your neck girl" as money was so very tight) once poohed in my now very ex fiance's jacket, which he hadnt bothered to hang up, following a night out which I later found out was the night he met his bit of fluff! How Ollie boy knew I shall never know!!! My wonderful soppy boy!

      Slugs: My Dad told me to kill em by poking very hard with a stick. Picture me (around 10) and sister (around 4) standing over poor slug as I poked with a stick. It didnt work so I did it again. Now imagine the scream from lil sis as the slugs innards squirted out of the first hole all over poor sisters wellies!
      Tammy x x x x
      Fine and Dandy but busy as always

      God made rainy days so gardeners could get the housework done


      Stay at home Mum (and proud of it) to Bluebelle(8), Bashfull Bill(6) and twincesses Pea & Pod (2)!!!!

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