Over the last few years the cat has stopped bringing dead and dying animals home, but for two years running he made an exception and left a dead mouse outside the back door on my birthday. This year he didn’t and I am feeling very put out.
Its not that I actually wanted a dead mouse or anything, but its the thought that counts isn’t it?
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Ah. I’ve been chatting to the cat and we decided it was my turn to send you the dead mouse…..I’ll see if I can catch the postman!