I came home this afternoon to find a few of these in the hall. First place to look, under the sofa, yielded nothing.
There is a small corpse somewhere.
The cats are saying nothing.
They find it hard to make eye contact.
But they know something.....
Thursday, 24 May 2012
Worrying
I came home this afternoon to find a few of these in the hall. First place to look, under the sofa, yielded nothing.
There is a small corpse somewhere.
The cats are saying nothing.
They find it hard to make eye contact.
But they know something.....
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How sad, which one do you suspect most - Lottie? I hope you find the corpse soon.
Oh dear, Rachel! I don't know if I should laugh or just commiserate!
Maybe you should ask Flossie and Tosca (or where they with you?)
A warm hello from the Pacific nW coastline (nasty weather here...yet again)
Blessings,
Lowered ears are always a giveaway but....yikes, I hope you find it soon before the warm weather really heats things up! Good luck!
The furry, little devils. I think you can tell the guilty party by the slant of her ears.
They may have eaten the whole bird, poor thing. Today I found a young thrush, recently killed by a crow (according to my neighbour). I left it in the garden with Gordon, my new stray, and returned to find not even a feather. I've never known that to happen before, but it may be what's happened chez toi too.
I have to say I don't think any of those suspects looks innocent. Furtive, yes, definitely. And where is Hamish? A murder mystery.
I await the arrival of the gentleman from the local press and his gushing prose.
So sorry about the poor little body wherever it is,but the expressions on the cats' faces - too funny! Your photos are the best! I note Miss Catkin's position near the bread box. Of course.
Mary
Yes .... I expect it will make itself known soon!
Their ears give them away. ;) Naughty bunch. I hope you find it sooner rather than later.
In the library with Colonel Mustard would be my guess.
xo jane
oh no! One of them will go back to the hiding place soon. Mine left a baby snake on the front porch and stood there, I swear, with a smile on her face!
Hope you find it soon!
Oh no! One of them will lead you to the hiding place soon. Mine left a baby snake at the front door and just stood there, I swear, with a smile on her face!
Hope you find it soon!
Maybe there is no corpse ? Perhaps they're just collecting feathers to decorate a hat for you?
On the other hand ....
Oh dear, I'm going to be very pathetic and say: well, at least you now have a man to dispose of the corpse for you. No, no, I didn't say that... I'm sure you're made of sterner stuff. But in our household, the chap gets the really nasty jobs like that, which I justify because I do most other things.
Oh Isabelle, how could you! I too am made of sterner stuff - years of practice with so many fierce hunters in the household! Corpses, innards, regurgitations of every description, no problem to clear up. Live mice too - although I really didn't like catching live frogs, and am very glad not to have a pond any more.
Don't ever play poker with them.
Anna
Those darn feathers spoiled the whole secret!
I'm seeing this three days later. Either you've found the corpse or you're living with a heck of an aroma by now!
(btw - this is so funny)
*snort* hee hee heeeeee!
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