Telling tales, of walking in wild places, of painting, of sleeping in warm places and of mice and other things....
Sunday, February 25, 2007
Parma Ham
He came to stay for the weekend with his dog. The dog is big and smelly, but has a tail that is good to chase. Sometimes when He visits He brings Parma Ham. Then no one is safe to go into the kitchen. For Parma Ham is better even than mice!
When first we started there were four of us, all ginger, and Max. Time has passed. The ginger pride are ghost cats, appart from Elmo. Now the house holds Max, oldest, tabby farm cat, dark, usually found sleeping on a cushion, Elmo, last of the Gingers, beautiful handsome and wonderful who still walks to the high hill top. And now there is Baggage and Bundle, silver mischief in sharp clawed kitten form. The adventures continue.
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