After the previous entry, I had visited Scott's once more.
Holly had managed to lose another collar, complete with magnetic catch for the catflap. I think she's selling them on eBay, and sent Scott a message to warn him about the guitars. After I had sorted Madam out with a meal and replacement collar, I went off to sort out my gang.
Who had been beautifully behaved.
Until one of them left a dead sparrow in the sink, suppertime Monday.
Sorry kids, but sparrows are like mousies - outside fare.
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