She's just gone out. Put a big pile of food in my dish and waved goodbye. Don't wait up, she said. As if.
Another ridiculous outfit. She'll be coming back alone again.
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The diaries of a middle-aged cat, following his release into the community after a short spell in the cats' home.
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2008
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November
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- Wake up, lazy bones
- Doctor's orders
- Out of the FP and into the F
- How I broke out of prison
- How we met
- Quiet night in
- My new screensaver
- Filth
- Double or quits
- How to get everything you want off birds
- Mutton
- More vigilance required
- Cheese please
- The best day of my life
- More toilet trouble
- Bad Santa
- Humiliation
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