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Rest in Peace, Brewster-Roustabout

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    #11


    Watch out God, Brewster-Roustabout's on her way.

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      #12


      RIP, let's hope they let her in to Moggy heaven.
      "Ask not what you can do for your country. Ask what's for lunch." - Orson Welles

      Norrahe's blog

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        #13
        Originally posted by norrahe View Post


        RIP, let's hope they let her in to Moggy heaven.
        They daren't do otherwise.
        "Being nice costs nothing and sometimes gets you extra bacon" - Pondlife.

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          #14
          Moggie heaven will be experiencing some serious curtain shredding I expect !

          Our surviving Piggie (currently known as Piggy last remaining) is now looking a bit peeky and I worked out that he was 7 last Jan, so I feel his furry little days are numbered
          I'm sorry, but I'll make no apologies for this

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            #15
            2 moggies left (and counting). Eldest moggie is of a similar mindset to B-R by the sounds of it. Her name is Ebony, but the kids call her The Raah Cat, as she goes Raaaaaaaaah.

            She also answers to Satan, The Evil one, Hoards of hell etc etc. When people come round they are warned to not even look at her for fear of her turning them to stone with her gaze.

            I saw an ad in the paper and went round to see this little kitten, called Marie (since renamed to Ebony as Marie is too nice a name for the evil little tulip). This cat was kept in a cage in their garage (it was a freezing January). I'd already said I didn't want the cat as she was an evil little tulip, but when I found out where they kept her I "changed my mind". They were arguing the toss as I said I didn't want her, so I just said "I am taking the cat as you are keeping her in poor conditions, and if you want to take it up with the police I'd be happy to speak to them".

            I took the evil ball of claws home. Since then she has grown to be something quite horrible, and shuns affection. However, strangely she likes me. Will come for cuddles on her terms.

            It's cos I is the one that sprung her from the joint. Respek innit.

            She got very sick recently, and the vet bills were astronomical. She's 15 so if it was a car, it've been scrapped. But it's not a car. It's The Raaah Cat.

            Thing is, I reckon she'll be around for a bit as I reckon death would be too scared to collect.
            Knock first as I might be balancing my chakras.

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