Musings from the Merse
Sunday, November 27, 2005
A bloggee has asked if Rosie the Cat is still alive and kicking. Alive yes-kicking rather feebly. She is a bit ancient, well past pensionble age, even taking into account propsed legislation to raise this and is now longer able to catch birds unless they are already dead. Like the frozen to death pigeon found on our lawn a couple of days ago. She is still a frequent visitor to the Old Manse , not in search of spiritual comfort but of heat and food. Decrepit she may be but she can get onto the Kitchen table and nick any titbit in a flash. And once ensconced beside the Raeburn she is hard to shift into the cold and the dark.
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