Yesterday Timmy ate a bird in my garage, and today one of the back yard cats left a partly eaten squirrel carcass on my back porch. I don't know which of them to blame, as none are in sight so I can't see who wears a guilty look. I wonder if they've all gone away and left the carcass as a parting gift? Anyway, the carcass now has to be disposed of, and not in a stew. I really wish that the feral kitties were less thoughtful.
Now With Sprinkles
Yesterday Timmy ate a bird in my garage, and today one of the back yard cats left a partly eaten squirrel carcass on my back porch. I don't know which of them to blame, as none are in sight so I can't see who wears a guilty look. I wonder if they've all gone away and left the carcass as a parting gift? Anyway, the carcass now has to be disposed of, and not in a stew. I really wish that the feral kitties were less thoughtful.
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