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Sunday, 26 August 2012


So, Minerva, why do you keep doing this disappearing act?

Well, it's the call of the wild sort of thing isn't it?

Is it?

Well no, not really. It's the call of the fish really.

Fish?

Well, if I stand in someone's front garden and cry and look pathetic and little and lost ...
well, what would you do?

Well, I suppose I'd take you in.

And then?

Erm, feed you?

Ezackly, and if you were a non kitten staff type person, what would you feed me?

Uh, I'd open a tin of tuna or salmon, I suppose?

Even more ezackly.

So you do all this and put me through hell , for a tin of tuna?

Or salmon.

But we have tuna and salmon here. You could have tuna anytime you want.

That's legitimate tuna. There's no art in legitimate tuna.

***Sigh***

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