Friday, 13 March 2009
The ginger one: "Play attack! Play attack!"
The tabby one: "You do and I'll bite your ears!"
The ginger one: "Just a thought..." (thinks: boring girls!)
The tabby one: "Last one to the top of the wigwam is a fat ginger sissy!"
The ginger one: "Don't care! Why doesn't the boss come out to play with us in the garden?"
The tabby one: "She's too busy with stuff called 'deadlines', she hasn't even cleared up the mess the under-gardeners have made. She hasn't picked these old dry beans – I'll have to do it for her – and she's even forgotten it's that blog-thing's second anniversary tomorrow!"