Mary Branscombe (marypcb) wrote,
Mary Branscombe

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For I will consider my cat Jeoffrey

...for he is a bit of a pervert. He arises and makes his morning orisons to the Lord, which are by the unlearned mistaken for howls for food. In the afternoon he arises and makes his morning orizons to the Lord with a feathered stick dragged in triumph through the house and finally mastered... For the angel cat is of the tribe of the 'what on earth are you doing with that feathered stick, no actually on second thoughts I don't want to know' tiger.
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