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The Weekend
Friday was nailbiting as I watched Sunderland get beat by Crystal Palace in the first leg of the Play-offs. I hope we can make amends tonight, in the second leg…
Saturday was glorious. C and I lounged in the sun and had a BBQ, and for once didn’t buy extremely excessive amounts of meat; just too much, instead
The evening was spent watching Eurovision. As usual, the country I chose beat the team C chose.
Sunday was more lounging in the sun. At some point C went to Tesco, and I lay reading in the garden (being the lazy sod that I am!).
I caught a glimpse of Dusty disappearing into the house, after being away for some time. Then she started making awful “miiiiiiiiieeeoooooo” noises. I was most puzzled, so went to investigate, and there she was, sitting, looking most pleased with herself, beside a bird she’d clearly just caught. I was not happy about this. The only dead birds allowed in my house are ones bought from a shop.
I told her to take it outside, but she furrily refused, so I went off to get lots of kitchen roll, and picked it up using said kitchen roll and plonked it in the wheelie bin. When I went back inside, Dusty was sniffing about, looking for her bird. She spent ages looking for it, and eventually gave up, but refused to move from the spot she’d last seen it. Daft cat!
She has proved she’s not completely stupid though, and has finally worked out the treat-under-the-tin trick!
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