Meet Bertie Eric of Morecambe, soon to be of Boosh Barn. From Saturday Bertie Eric will be joining our menagerie which is fast diminishing.....Delius has gone feral and never comes indoors now, and Babooshka, Fifi's pride and joy, has gone missing. We've leafleted, postered, petlogged and searched high and low but still can't find her. Given that she appeared a few weeks ago with a different (and v. chav) collar on the chances are she's been stolen but we live in hope that she'll be home soon.
Bertie Eric is a lilac point Birman whose dad, Tyson (aka Baygazer Heart Throb) has just been made Supreme Champion, as was his grandma before him. He's coming home on Saturday so the pups have been read the riot act.
Morris has been to the vets; there's a bit less of him now but he hasn't calmed down yet.....still a cheeky chappie and Holly is still melting hearts with her melted chocolate eyes.
I'm bereft at the moment. I managed to leave hospital with no viruses but my laptop wasn't so lucky. Not only was it completely bug-ridden but it caught fire...well, smoked profusely and the adapter melted into the socket. I am without technology whilst the little samsung is in hospital but am now able to use Fifi's new laptop bought because hers also caught fire, well smoked profusely and, sadly, irreparably. It's also still early days post-surgery. I tire easily and have the added benefit of a common cold which, when sneezing and coughing, emphasises the soreness of my head. You just never know what's coming next.
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It seems you're taking on Batman -- or BatCat !
ANIMAL BARN
Once BatCat had had his image posted on the internet, he had to flee Morecambe. Cats everywhere were being imprisoned in houses while those who thought they owned them did something called work.
He pawed the door of a mansion in Cheshire. Light Morris came to the door.
"Yes?" yapped Morris.
"British Feline Liberation Front -- BFLF."
"We're with the humans here..." Morris's face betrayed the thought that he'd been sworn at.
"BeFluffy," stared BatCat, saluting a fellow underdog. "I believe you're keeping cats here."
"So what if we are?"
"Unionisation."
"What?"
"Any other creatures?"
"Chickens." Morris was getting out of his depth.
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