Dougal, call sign 'Fluffbomb', sits comfortably on his bed of CJ's unmentionables but no matter how hard he concentrates he just can't make sense of the words in this book.
Sunday, 11 February 2007
Space cadet
at 10:52 am
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Thats one hell of a big fluff bomb!
Yuu should see his feet, the size of tiger paws they are - horrible great hairy sponges in weather like we've been having lately. And he's taken to sleeping on the kitchen table, the little git.
OMG Cruella! ????????
Mmuahahahahahahaaaaaa!!!
OMG, is that your cat. . .and is he called Dougal? I love him, can I have him?
Does he know his book is upside down?
Wow, you’ve changed your pic. . .
Quick Gracie, Dylan hide . . . she'll have you as a rug in no time!!!!
Yup - Dougal because he's remarkably like Dougal from The Magic Roundabout. If you took him my other cat would be deliriously happy because she hates his guts with a passion (they're from the same litter so work that one out). But I love him, he's a such cuddlebunny.
Shaz, your Danes are safe - I only skin Dalmatians dahling.
Took me a while to follow that. Initially I thought big fluff bomb was the cat, then when I followed the comments I thought I'd missed something and it was about the new hair-do. Now I'm caught between a cat nand a hair-piece.
At least if shaz had a cat that big, her bloke wouldn't be dropping the turds into his pocket until it snowed again ;-)
My pussy is small & neat & groomed to pefection . . .picture later!!!!
Oi - don't you go lowering the tone - my tone's low enough as it is thanks very much
Lower away - nothing shocks me, well apart from electricity rather obviously.
If required I can always purloin a toner cartridge from work to top you up CJ ? :-)
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